Chapter 55

• Throwing Freya a cold glare, he ground out, "This is a surprise." And not a good one, his eyes said.
• "I was trying to tell you about my visit, but you hung up before I got the opportunity to do so. You are always impatient, and I wish you would pay more attention to me." Her thick eyelashes fanned against her cheeks as she clung to him as if worried he could slip out of her hands like butter.
• Everyone passing by would be jealous of the supermodel with a summer dress and bright blue sandals, who looked wildly in love. Undeniably so. But Freya couldn't be deceived by the mask that she was putting on. She wouldn't even bring herself to be jealous of the union.