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Chapter five: Shadows in the Wood

Author: Jokes Writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-14 07:00:00

Freya's POV

Morning came too soon.

Light passed through my curtains, dabbing an irregular pattern of light and dark across the wood floorboard below. I lay in bed, fixated upon the ceiling, sleeping has been worthless anyway. My thoughts drifting back to Dane, every time I attempted to close my eyes. I'd been thinking about his gaze from the previous night, as if he'd like to have me by his side, but at the same time, also want me to be away. I wasn’t supposed to feel nervous when I see him, but I did anyway, as if I had no control over it, as if it’s having a mind of its own. Technically, it did.

I recognized the sound of voices drifting from below, Catherine's humming, Evie's laughter, and Dane's muffled tone threading itself in between. Comforting, familiar, but somehow, it squeezed my chest even more tightly together. I sat up, sighing. A cup of coffee might clear my head.

I finally entered the kitchen to find that, by this time, the house

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