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Freya peered at Desmond for a couple of seconds, scrutinizing him intensely, wondering how he found her food truck and why he was even in Tennessee in the first instance.“Aren’t you happy to see me? I came all the way from New York to Nashville just to see you!” Desmond said in a high-pitched voice which portrayed his excitement, accompanied by a slight chuckle.Freya's brows furrowed in a slight frown, confused by Desmond's unusual friendliness. He acted like they were “best friends”.Desmond, sensing Freya’s skepticism to talk to him, shook his head and chuckled slightly as if mocking her.He looked around, scanning the exterior of her food truck intensely, regarding it with a pair of condescending eyes.Freya, certain of what he was about to say, rolled her eyes heavenward in disgust.“I'm proud of you”, Desmond said finally, his lips slowly curving into a warm smile which seemed genuine.Freya paused for a while, observing Desmond closely to see if was still the same rude Desmond
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Freya sat face to face with Desmond in a fancy restaurant, chewing her food reluctantly as she stared hard at him for an unnerving amount of seconds, scrutinizing him as if placing a laboratory specimen under observation.Desmond, who was “engrossed” in his meal, gave a slight smile as he devoured his chicken, chewing in a way which anyone would term as “adorable” or “endearing”. His expression and demeanor would never give someone, who had never had an encounter with him, the impression that he was indeed a terrible person. He looked entirely innocent and friendly with Freya.“What's wrong, Freya? You don't like the food?” He asked with a concerned expression on his face.“I do. I just love to chew my food slowly”, she said slowly, a feigned smile on her face.“Sure. That's very ladylike. So typical of you to observe good table manners”, he said in a gentle calm voice and a warm smile.Freya's brows furrowed in a slight frown as she regarded him, refraining herself from cringing in s
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Freya averted her gaze quickly in discomfort, squeezing her fork tight, suppressing the difficult emotions welling up within her. She swallowed hard as her heart thumped roughly through her chest.“Are you okay, Freya?” Desmond asked, sensing her unusual behavior, his tone laced with concern.“I'm fine”, she replied curtly, stealing a furtive glance at Diego.“Do you need to use the restroom?” He pressed on, leaning forward to take a closer look at her face in concern.“I just want to go. I've lost my appetite”, she said sharply, lowering her gaze.Desmond hesitated for a few seconds, watching her closely before letting out a deep sigh and a slight nod of understanding. He knew fully well that Freya's sudden strange behavior was as a result of Diego's unexpected appearance at the restaurant. What he didn't understand was why she was so tense just by looking at Diego. Diego on the other hand seemed to be mad at her. The usual Diego he was accustomed to would have darted towards them
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Freya remained silent, trying to figure out the best method to pour out her heart to Diego, her eyes fixed directly at him in an intense manner.Diego couldn't bear the prolonged uncomfortable silence. He let out a deep sigh, shutting his eyes and rubbing his temples.“Talk to me, Freya”, Diego said with a soft voice as he opened his eyes slowly. “I'm ready to listen”.“The nerve of you to act like you know nothing about what you did to me”, Freya said icily as she fixed him with a glacial stare.Diego stared at her in disbelief. He couldn't fathom where the conversation was heading and what she was going on about.“Fine. I don't know what I did. Which is why I want you to say it”, he said in a low tone and looked away.Just as Freya was about to say something, Diego scoffed, running his fingers through his hair and pushing it backwards.“You know what? I can't believe this, Freya. I did something wrong to you and instead of talking things out with me, you resorted to going out on a d
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Diego stared blankly into space for a long while, deeply absorbed in his thoughts.The swivel chair, which he sank into, faced towards the window wall in his office, making him stare blankly at the buildings and city beyond.Nothing made sense to him anymore. He forced himself to believe that Freya was simply playing a prank on him.He wondered why everything seemed to work against him at the same time. He already had to deal with the fake rumors being circulated about him, contemplating whether to address the public on his innocence in the false allegations and clear his name, or remain silent and let anyone believe whatever they wanted to.On a second thought, he wondered if the rumors being circulated was a deliberate act to daint his image. Why would anyone accuse him of things which he had never done and could never do? Plus, why would someone bring up the business conflict he had with Marcus many years ago, twisting the misunderstanding to look like he was fraudulent. After all,
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It was Sunday. Freya and Noah were home, Noah playing around with his toys.Two weeks had passed without Freya hearing from Diego. The silence was long and excruciatingly painful, absolutely unbearable for her.Freya stared blankly at her phone beside her in intense anticipation of Diego's name appearing on the screen.That was the first time she had stayed for some days without a phone call or a text from him. She was certain he was probably mad at her.But what did she do wrong? Was she wrong to voice out her thoughts and conclusions? Diego was clearly the one at fault and the reason for their misunderstanding. He betrayed her.Freya sat still on the couch, deeply absorbed in her reverie, thoughts of Diego running through her mind. She recalled seeing him on the news a few days ago, clearing his name and disproving the allegations against him. He explained everything that happened in the past between him and Marcus and made it clear that there was no beef between them. He even went
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"Have a seat”, Freya said in a low tone and took a seat on the couch. Diego gazed at her for a few seconds before taking a seat as well, at a considerable distance away from where she sat. Freya stole a furtive glance at the unusual gap between them, something she had never experienced since she met Diego. Hurriedly, he cleared his throat deliberately, a precursor to his speech. “I made a promise to you that I would come back with evidence to clear my name and prove my innocence to you. And I always keep promises, Freya”, Diego said firmly as he opened his suitcase and pulled out a file containing a few documents. Freya's brows knitted in suspense as she stared hard at the file, wondering what they could be about. “Take a look at these. With the help of my men and the private detective I hired, I got to find out what really happened the day you lost the contest and how it is linked to the rumors being circulated about me. Look at them”, Diego handed a few documents over to he
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Freya attended to the customers at her food truck absentmindedly, her mind racing with several disturbing thoughts.It had been a few days since she last spoke to Diego. He was unusually distant and cold towards her. She sent him a few texts which he didn't reply to; he simply viewed the message and left it on “seen”.She didn't ever believe that Diego, who was madly in love with her, could become so detached. It hurt her in ways she couldn't explain and she felt worse knowing that she couldn't possibly do anything to save their bond. She watched Diego slip through her fingers.Just like he had advised, she went ahead to conduct a further investigation into what happened at the contest and the rumors about Diego. She saw for herself that he was indeed telling the truth and that Desmond had been pulling the strings right from time. He was the devious mastermind behind the chaos and now, his actions cost her Diego.Freya was deeply absorbed in her thoughts when she accidentally touched
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The waiting room was quiet except for the faint hum of the fluorescent lights and the occasional rustle of papers at the reception desk. The atmosphere was still, the kind of quiet that felt heavy and unnatural.Freya sat stiffly in one of the hard plastic chairs, her hands gripping the edge of her seat. Her eyes kept darting to the double doors of the emergency unit at the far end of the room, every nerve in her body tense. Diego’s life was behind those doors, and the uncertainty was suffocating.She felt like she was holding her breath, afraid to let it out in case it broke the fragile silence. Her emotions were spilled all over, tears welling up in her eyes. She had promised herself she wouldn't shed tears anymore and that Diego was going to survive. However, the feeling of self-pity washed over her as she reflected on all she had faced alongside her loved ones in just one day.Noah sat beside her, his small legs swinging just above the floor. His face was pale, his usual spark di
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Freya dug her fingers into Noah's hair, clutching his head as their embrace grew deeper and more desperate. She crouched down, pulling him even closer to her.As Noah buried his face in her chest, Freya felt a dampness seeping through her clothes from his eyes. “Don't cry, my love. I'm here now. Mommy's here. There's no need to be scared, okay?” Freya said in a soft whisper, stroking his back gently.Noah responded with a sniffle, his chest heaving intensely as he tried to fight back his tears. Desmond, on the other hand, stood still behind Noah, his hands still in his pockets.His expression was neutral, yet his eyes revealed he was weary of their overt display of a soul bond, like they were the only mother and son in the whole world. He constantly rolled his eyes subtly, waiting patiently for Freya to finally notice him.Freya planted a final kiss on Noah's cheek before releasing him from her embrace. Gently, she cradled his face in her palms and looked directly at his face, her ey
