Ryan pov The next day I met Freya at a cafe near my company. She looked nothing like herself. There was no smile on her face, no cheerfulness. Her eyes were swollen, her hairs were messy and the confidence that she used to carry was nowhere to be seen. But I know she was trying hard to hold back. “I have moved out from my house,” She said, her voice breaking. “ And my dad froze all my cards,” She looked down, trying to be brave, hiding her tears from me, but I could still see them. I don't know how to comfort her. “Where are you staying right now?” I asked gently. “If you want, you can stay at one of my apartments,” She shook her head immediately. “You have already done so much for us and Ethan has already arranged everything, I am staying with him right now, you don't have to worry Ryan," She said softly, and I nodded. I believe Ethan is with her. He will take care of her. Suddenly her phone rang. She glanced at the screen and answered it. “Hello Ethan," Her voice stopped mid-s
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