Freen Sarocha, a woman scarred by betrayal and loss, runs a flower shop that's her only refuge. Her once-vibrant spirit is buried under guilt and pain from her girlfriend Heidi's infidelity, her sister's tragic death, and a childhood fire that claimed her mother. Cold and distant, Freen vows never to love again. Enter Becky Armstrong, a bright and determined lawyer who stumbles into Freen's world through mutual friends. Despite a rocky start, an undeniable spark grows between them. As Becky learns about Freen's past and her hidden warmth, she embarks on a mission to break through Freen's walls and help her believe in love again. Through emotional highs, anxious lows, and moments of laughter, their journey weaves a tale of healing, trust, and rediscovered love.

She pursued me first, but in the end, I was the one who chased her.

Freen: "Hello my love." I peck her lips while she is still in shock. Becky: "Don't hello my love me! Where did this baby come from?!" FreenBecky, Freen G!P [ All Characters are portrayed do not get offended ] ----I do not own this story. It's a adapted story. And credit to story author---

Becky Armstrong Sarocha and Freen Sarocha are bound by an arranged marriage, not love. Becky is the perfect wife in every way, fulfilling her duties without complaint, yet her heart still carries the scars of being abandoned by her former lover, Charlotte. Freen, the brilliant and devoted chief of Grey Sloan Hospital, loves Becky deeply but struggles to understand emotions due to past trauma. Aware that Becky's devotion is only duty, not love, Freen accepts it anyway. Their marriage survives on responsibility, sacrifice, and unspoken pain.

This is the modified version of my story "Falling in Love" with Becky and Freen.... Enhanced the story a little!!

"I don't deserve to be happy, I don't deserve to have you, but even after all the things that happened, I still can't help but want you" Freen said as she finally let the tears that she's been holding back finally run down her face. ___________________ A freenbecky fanfiction. It's a story that I have been trying to write for quite some time now. Any similarities to other stories are purely coincidental. I wrote this story for entertainment purposes only. It's my first time writing a fanfiction so please do go easy on me.

This is FreenBecky fanfiction story. Becky falls in love with her best friend, but Freen is in a relationship with a boy. English is not my native language, so I apologize for some errors in the story.

Freen and Becky's feelings for each other simmered just below the surface, a truth they both refused to acknowledge. They danced around their emotions, exchanging lingering glances and casual touches that spoke volumes. As they skirted the edges of their true emotions, they began to realize that their connection went far deeper than friendship. The more they tried to ignore it, the more they felt an inexplicable pull towards each other. Despite their initial reluctance, Freen and Becky slowly came to understand that their love was the one thing that could help them navigate life's challenges. As they tentatively embraced their feelings, they discovered a bond that made them stronger, together. Detective Freen Sarocha Chanmika and District Attorney Becky Armstrong!!

Becky had flown off to England chasing her dreams-a two-month program followed by a year-long internship, meant to shape her future and, unintentionally, put an ocean of space between them. But Freen? Freen was never good at distance. Not when it came to Becky. So what did she do? She followed her heart-literally across continents. Freen showed up in England on the biggest day of Becky's life: graduation day. No announcement, no warning. Just a promise once made and quietly kept. Because when Freen said she'd be there for Becky-she meant it. It wasn't just about the moment. It was about proving something deeper, something unshakable: love that shows up, even when it hurts. Love that crosses oceans with nothing but a flight ticket and a stubborn heartbeat. Becky now held her degree in one hand and a future just beginning in the other. Ahead of her was the final piece: a year-long internship. A test of time, of distance, of commitment. But Freen wasn't ready to let go-not of Becky, not of them. So she stayed. While Becky worked hard on her internship, Freen kept herself busy with brand deals and campaigns-nothing too big, just enough to stay close, to share little moments together. They'd always been in love. But now comes the part no one talks about-the quiet in-betweens, the shared toothbrushes and homesick mornings, the ache of growing up together in a foreign land. What would a year in England do to their relationship? Would it deepen the roots or stretch them thin? Well- I think I know all too well. And I think you're about to find out too. So come in. Sit close. This isn't just a love story-it's The story. Let's begin.

Freen Sarocha, a 20-year-old royal blood, lives a double life-one as a sharp-witted businesswoman and the other as an ordinary university student working toward her degree. Cold-hearted, too bold for anyone's liking, and a walking red flag, she believes she's cursed-destined to have blood on her hands if she ever dares to love anything or anyone. On the other side of the spectrum is Becky Armstrong, 17 years old, the sunshine in everyone's life. A true princess-sweet, bubbly, adorably clumsy, and always getting what she wants because she somehow finds a way. Irresistible, impossible not to fall for. Fate brings them together-forcing them to share a university, a dorm room, and maybe even their destinies. What happens when two opposite energies collide? Will Sarocha, the cold-hearted queen, resist falling for Becky, the most endearing angel ever? Or will Becky fight to keep her sunshine from being consumed by Freen's dark, mystic aura? Find out. Disclaimer: This story is purely a product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real-life events is purely coincidental. The only thing inspired by reality is the names of my babies, Freen & Becky, as this is a love letter to the FreenBecky fandom. Nothing else is connected to their real lives. Oh, and English isn't my first language, so please pardon my sanity in this world of insane. ;)