It's been a day since Jayra's wedding with Bartos, and Freya had found herself agonizing over her feelings for Gideon for way longer than she wanted.
"This has got to stop…"
Sighing to herself, she knew that holing herself up in her room was doing her more harm than good. Sure, it allowed her to ignore the impending pressure building up inside her chest, but it was still unhealthy for her to continue like this. She knew that she had to face him sooner or later, and with her heart feeling like it was about to explode from all of the uncertainty, the courage to go ahead and just blurt it out loud was making her lose her mind.
"Ugh… Damn it!"
Shaking her head, Freya stood up from her bed and made herself presentable. From there, she got out of her room and walked through the hallways with a singular purpose in mind.
