Chapter 505 Breaking Points and Silent Requests

• Freya stood quietly outside the door, peering through the glass at the man seated on the sofa inside. This was the same man who had once elevated her to the heavens and then, just as cruelly, cast her down into hell.
• She slowly lifted her hand, forming a half-fist, and gently knocked on the door.
• "Come in!" Nathaniel’s voice was gruff, and he didn't lift his head, his mood still dark. For days, he had remained sullen; even the doctor who tended to his wounds seemed to keep his distance.