She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 12

Chapter 12 Let's Go Say Hi

To The Folks Next Door

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"Sure," Kristian agreed, his voice tinged with the usual patience he reserved for Freya's whims.

As Freya continued to quietly eat, her thoughts wandered, puzzling over Kristian's presence.

Kristian couldn't help but grapple with the same question. Even after settling into a private room with his friends-Felipe Yates, always hungry for drama, and Zander- Kristian's mind replayed the earlier scene he couldn't shake off.

The image of Freya and Trent, seated unusually close at an expansive table, nagged at him.

"What's on your mind?" Felipe prodded with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "You mentioned wanting to

discuss something earlier. Why the brooding silence now?"

"It's nothing," Kristian muttered, dismissing the inquiry with a wave of his hand, his brow furrowed in irritation.

Felipe exchanged a knowing look with Zander.

Thriving on the thrill of the intrigue, Felipe couldn't help but stir the pot. “I heard Trent's reputation has been

spotless for nearly three decades-always distant, never tangled up with any woman. Seems like he's not as

aloof as the rumors made him out to be."

“That's for sure,” Zander chimed in, his voice smooth as he took a leisurely sip of his drink, his expression

unreadable.

The mere mention of Trent's name was enough to fan the flames of Kristian's annoyance. He snapped, glaring

at Felipe, "Don't you have anything better to do than dig up gossip?"

"Nope," Felipe retorted, his smile broadening, clearly enjoying the rising tension.

The three had been inseparable since they were kids, which explained why Felipe and Zander could weather

Kristian's storms of temper with such ease.

Kristian, feeling trapped in a maelstrom of emotion, fixed his eyes on Zander. His friend's aloofness pricked at

him, stirring memories of a clip from a reality show he and Freya had once watched. It was enough to reignite

his anger.

"You really think you're not a jerk, huh?" Kristian snapped, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Must be nice, sipping drinks without a care in the world!”

Zander, caught off guard, furrowed his brows in confusion. What did he do to- deserve this?

Felipe slung an arm around Zander and chuckled with a devilish glint in his eye. "Oh, let's not wast

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never one to mince words, especially not with them, shot back. "Worry about your own mess, Felipe, At least Freya isn't expecting another man's

mischievous grin stiffened into

stance. He inquired softly, "What's all

Felipe interjected, his to now tinged

with it then."

sidetracked from Freya, sighed deeply, “Look, I need a favor. Keep an eye on Ashley

me, will you?"

thick with the weight of unspoken debts as both

to owe anyone

however, pivoted sharply when one of them voiced the question on everyone's mind.

answered with a calm, almost distant tone,

her?" Zander probed, his voice laden with a mix of disbelief and

admitted, his

with a biting tone,

shattering you?"

expression softened slightly as he explained, "It turned out

the record straight six months

continued, sharing more than he usually

I need you

his encounters with Freya, noted her

moment, Kristian replied,

clear, "Honestly, she acts like

your money, not you."

countered quickly, a protective edge

the divorce," Felipe retorted with a smirk, his words sharp. "People often wear masks of dignity

be extraordinarily greedy."

a tangible weight of resistance settling into the creases

wasn't the type to care about money, but a flicker of doubt held him

her

annoyance prickling under

increasingly difficult to s.

flavors of his meal.

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and then, his eyes flickered towards

anticipation he

come forth with an explanation by now. Instead, thirty long minutes

sip from

across the table, Felipe and Zander exchanged glances, acutely aware of the tension radiating off

thickened with unspoken words until Felipe could no longer bear the heavy air. He rose, casually slipping a hand into his pocket, his voice breaking the

hanging between them Freya was the one who had every reason to feel

his tone, "Trent traveled all the way from Alerith to

hesitation, a flicker of conflict across

on his

reason, Kristian got up

of them were strikingly attractive, each standing tall, their presence commanding enough

restaurant provided a semblance of privacy