Chapter 99.

(Freya’s POV)

"Ash, where do you actually want to take me?" I asked nervously, the blindfold over my eyes heightening my senses.

My heart raced, both with curiosity and apprehension. My hands twitched in my lap, wishing for some semblance of control. He had insisted I wear this dress—a beautiful, fancy gown that shimmered with every step I took—and now, as we drove to an unknown location, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something extraordinary was about to happen.

"You'll like it," Ash's voice came from the driver’s seat, calm and collected as always. "We're almost there."

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, fingers gripping the smooth fabric of the dress. How could he be so nonchalant while I was over here, blindfolded and nervous? I tried to reason with myself. This is Ash, I reminded myself. But that didn’t stop my pulse from quickening.

When the car finally stopped, I breathed out in relief, only to be startled again when Ash opened my door and took my hand.

"Careful," he said a