OCTAVIA'S POV
I placed a slow knock on the door, and it pushed open almost immediately.
"Isn't this my favorite Freya ?" He asked with a wide smile on his lips as he gave me a hug. I tensed up for a moment wondering if they could tell that I wasn't Freya and someone else entirely.
"Come on in," he invited me. I made my way into the room before settling into the couch.
"Want some? He asked to reach towards his glass of alcohol,
"I don't drink much," I responded. He nodded and took a gulp of the drink.
"A shame, I'll get you some fruit juice then," he offered and made his way into the kitchen, soon after he returned with a glass.
"Thank you," I responded with a smile before taking a gulp from the glass.
"so, tell me, how have things been with you? He asked
"Nothi
