Chapter 220

Chapter 220 Being A Single Mom Isn't Easy

The heaviness that had clung to Farrah's heart finally drifted away, but in its place lingered a quiet, hollow ache

that refused to budge.

Her chest tightened as she reached for Freya, her voice barely above a whisper. "Freya, can you give me a hug?"

Freya pulled her into a warm, reassuring embrace, wrapping her arms around her with silent comfort.

Farrah clung to her, unwilling to let go, so Freya simply kept holding her.

Time blurred, and after a long, indistinct stretch, Farrah spoke, her voice still raspy from emotion. "Freya."

"Hm?"

"Do you think there's something wrong with me?" Farrah rested her chin on Freya's shoulder, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "He treated me so terribly, and yet... hearing him agree to the divorce still hurts

a little.".

"Everyone's heart has its own twisted maze," Freya murmured, offering her a soft consolation. "You've done incredibly well."

Love and hatred often walked hand in hand. There was no need to feel ashamed of that. After all, emotions were never obedient-they came and went as they pleased.

"I wish I could be as lighthearted as you," Farrah confessed, clearly worn down. "But I just can't seem to."

Freya said nothing more. She held her friend, steady as a rock, letting the silence cradle them both.

Time, after all, had its way of mending things that felt unfixable.

She had once loved Kristian deeply. Back then, he'd been so gentle, patient, and tuned into her emotions that she'd fallen for him quickly and completely.

At least before he received Ashley's call, he'd genuinely been good to her.

In the six months that followed that phone call, they'd lived apart, and on the outside, she seemed fine. But only she knew what those days had really been like. Alone in the house, she'd often stare at nothing until hours slipped by unnoticed.

Or she'd run for miles, or box until she couldn't lift her arms-just to let something out.

She never cried in front of Kristian, never begged him to stay.

Those days were suffocating and brutal, but she knew if she could endure them, she'd come out stronger.

Time dulled everything eventually-made even the biggest wounds feel smaller.

0033

And that's how she became who she was now.

"Farrah,” Freya suddenly said.

Farrah answered, "Yeah?"

decision about the baby?" Freya's tone was serious. "Once you give birth, it's all on

want to lay claim to the child if they ever found

so, raising

into the couch. "It's going to be tough, but I've

single mom isn't

scared," Farrah said, a faint smile tugging at her lips. She'd already made peace with her

Farrah had truly thought it through, she

the child.

She liked kids anyway.

settled, she moved on

at Farrah. "Does anyone know you're

Farrah shook her head.

told a soul-didn't want

on social media, she was careful. No location tags. No identifiable photos. Just vague

occasional stock image.

you're pregnant. Don't stress about Felipe," Freya said, hoping to ease her worries.

might not have been an A-list

bodyguards would visit were private clubs and exclusive venues. Even if someone did recognize Farrah, they

Farrah nodded. "Okay."

lingered for a bit

to leave, Farrah suddenly called out,

"Hmm?"

little

"No," Freya said.

"Why not?"

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A Single

"Because you're my... treasure."

it. She burst

at her, confused. "Did

poking Freya's cheek with

expect something that cheesy from you.

light flick on the forehead. "You

Farrah just giggled.

linger any longer after

some final instructions to both Farrah and the bodyguards

time she arrived back at her company, it was already

his tasks

he had something on his mind.

speak and then

caught on quickly. "You've got something to

face serious.

her utensils down.

time Kristian had shown up like that, it was

quite figure out what Kristian was

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