Freya's POV:"Freya! Table seven needs their drinks!""I'm on it!" I called back, already moving toward the door.Before I could reach for the knob, my phone buzzed in my pocket.I sighed, thinking it was my landlord again, but when I glanced at the screen, my steps slowed.Juliet?She used to be my roommate while I was still in college, but we stopped talking after I got kicked out. With a deep breath, I hit the green button and pressed the phone to my ear. “Hello?”“Freya?” Lisa’s voice came through fast, like she’d been waiting all day to speak. “Oh my goodness, thank the moon you picked up! I didn’t think you would.”I forced a smile that she couldn’t see. “Umh.”There was a pause, then she exhaled. “How… how have you been?”I chuckled softly. “Surviving.”I could feel it before the hesitation and uneasiness, so I asked. “You didn’t call just to ask how I’ve been, right?”“No.” Her voice dropped. “I didn’t.”I gripped the edge of my shirt. “Just say it.”She cleared her throat. “T
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