NICKOLAI'S POV
I had gotten about fourteen missed calls and text messages from Freya asking to speak with me, but I just couldn't ignore the first message I had gotten from fear that her life might be in danger.
I had gotten a text as soon as the call ended earlier on; she had claimed to be sick, and even when she asked that we meet later, I still couldn't lift my mind off it, and eventually I'm down to this spot. I couldn't help it. Help myself.
It was indeed my intention to go after her even when she had claimed that she really didn't need my help, but how could I just sit back? Knowing my wa shin pain,
I ended the call even after I had promised to stay back and headed towards the hospital, but a text message had settled into my phone before I made it towards the hospital.
