The Harrington Series Book#2: Naila's Misfortune

Chapter 4: Warning

I have found talking to Freya to be very helpful. The nightmares are gone. I still have those moments when I cry alone but at least it isn't as heavy. She is patient and very understanding even when I lash out at her. She reminds me of Cole. If anything I always feel like I am speaking to Cole when I open up to her. I find that little thought to be quite endearing and comforting.

"So this is where you hide out at night." She caught me off guard when I returned to the bar area to place an order. She completely looks out of place in her beige three piece chic pant suit. "Cole should see you in that outfit." She teased me gesturing at the short skirt and black knee length boots.

I feel a little embarrassed about being seen in a waitress uniform with a tray but I quickly got past it after she mentioned Cole. At some point of our relationship, I wanted to role play for him... perhaps a waitress... and here I am, actually living the role and Cole isn't part of the picture.

"Aren't you too old to be in a club?" I teased her quickly shifting my thoughts away from Cole.

"I'm not that old!" She exclaimed hugging me without much of a heads up. I'm not used to this. She reached out and touched my stomach; something I hate but she does nonetheless.

It is growing everyday. Soon enough it will start showing.

"We saw each other yesterday. Am I really that addictive?"

I passed my order over to the bartender.

"Yes you are." She teased me. "Actually I was just curious about your life outside therapy. Are you comfortable working here?"

Apart from the occasional weirdos I am doing great.

"Yeah." I shrugged receiving a few drinks from the bartender. "It pays the bills."

"You could live with me and I could pay your bills."

I was surprised by the invitation.

"Put a peg on that thought I'll be right back." I hurried off delivering the drinks to several tables.
I had just set down the last glass when she popped up in front of me, startling me.

"No curfews, I promise. You won't even know I'm there. You can have your own room, servants at your disposal and you don't have to work a single bone in your body."

I pulled her to the hallway a little away from the noise of the club. "Freya, I appreciate the generous offer but I want to do this on my own. Besides, I'm not going back to the Hamptons."

"I totally understand but you're only nineteen with a baby on the way. I don't want you to be alone in this. Becoming a mother is not a small step sweetie. I can guide you through this if you let me. I am leasing a house here in Bucharest. We can stay here."

I don't want to be alone either. I am scared about a lot of things but proximity to Freya means Cole will eventually find me and then my life will get more complicated.

What if he wants me back or if he hates me because of what happened?

"Thank you really but I'm alright." I assured her.

"I won't get tired of asking." She touched handful of my long dark hair. "The invitation is always open. Here." She handed me a gold key. "You can come over whenever you're ready. Take care Lyn." She winked at me walking away swiftly.

I took a long gaze at the key wondering if living with Freya is a good idea. I have never had a mother and the only woman I've lived with is my former governess. She was nothing like a mother.

"I don't pay you to stand around! Get back to work!" My manager yelled at me.

When I almost passed him he stopped me.