It had been a few days since the last Sam came.A smile playing on her lips when she remembered that night, he claimed that he had heard her from far away though she really called him for help. She could never be more thankful to have him as her best friend, all of the credits goes to Aphrodite and Isak who is known in Forks by almost everyone.
Who is she to kid? Everyone knew the two.
Freya settled herself behind the railings of the balcony, letting the time passby as her hair danced with the wind and her face was carefree than before. She mentally pat her back for not crying anymore, after all it's also been days since the last she had seen or heard from him.
Right, the man who had caused her enough havoc. Has she mentioned that?
❝ I'm sorry, ❞ the hair on her body rose, her eyes were wide as she took a step back. A small gasp left her lips, this is undeniably uncool. Why can't he step in, in the right moment and in the appropriate time?!
A hand on her chest, she was about to scold him when he interrupted her. ❝ No please, please. Let me explain, it's been a few days and I can't take it anymore. I told myself to stay away and let you have your time, but that's the thing Freya— time is agonizingly slow and I'm an impatient man. ❞
❝ I know why you left, I know why you're so angry. Everyone knows in Forks that we are dating yes, but not the fake part. And I know you're thinking why I did it when I already have someone, to be honest— I don't know but I am a fool to do so. ❞ He looked down, he seem to be battling with himself over the words that he should have said.
❝ And if it was jealousy, I guess we were on the same page. ❞ He said, he wanted it to be a whisper but screw the winds he knew she wouldn't hear him if he is going to. And so with the embarrassment beneath his ego,
He left.

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