ADRIAN'S POV
"Freya—"
"Clara." She turns. Sees Clara in the kitchen doorway. "You promised. You promised you would not tell him."
"I am sorry. I had to. He needed to know you were safe." Clara does not move closer. "Please understand. I did it for you. To protect you."
"To protect me? Or to protect him?" Freya stands. The blanket falls. "Everyone keeps saying they are protecting me. But all you are doing is controlling me. Deciding what I can and cannot do. Who I can and cannot see."
"That is not fair." I stand too. "I am trying to keep you alive. Asher wants you dead. Kelvin is trying to manipulate you. You have no money. No plan. No way to survive. What was I supposed to do? Just let you wander the streets?"
"Yes. Because it is my choice. My life. My risk to take." She grabs her s
