Oscar frowned, his voice a low growl. "What's it to you?"

He barely knew Freya. They were just neighbors, nothing more. Yet here she was, reminding him of his family rule.

He shrugged off her hand, recoiling from her touch. Freya flushed, stung by the rejection.

Tomas, overhearing, stepped in. "Oscar, that's no way to talk to a lady. Don't worry, Freya. I'll have a word with him."

But his chivalry only fanned Freya's humiliation. She stormed off, finding Debra in the dance studio. She marched up, hand raised to strike, but Debra caught her wrist. "What's your problem?"

Freya, always the picture of calm, was unraveling.

"You're shameless. Stringing men along, and now you're after Oscar too?"

to wrench free, but Debra held firm. "I don't know what you're

hit a nerve, and Freya's face

"I..."

an effort to win them over.

his family. They don't

you to him?" Debra retorted. "Sister? Relative? Girlfriend, or

warning people off, but you have no claim on him. That's

her

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can't stand her.

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