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?"

the baby?" Freya's tone was serious. "Once you give birth,

didn't mention that Felipe's family might want to lay claim to the child if they ever found

happened, she'd step in. But even so, raising a kid wasn't something money could magically

settling back into the couch. "It's going

a single

not scared," Farrah said, a faint smile tugging at her lips. She'd already made peace with her

had truly thought it through, she had no

the child.

She liked kids anyway.

settled, she moved on to

"Does anyone know

Farrah shook her head.

a soul-didn't want

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

occasional stock image.

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

might not have been an A-list

exclusive venues. Even if someone did recognize Farrah, they likely wouldn't

Farrah nodded. "Okay."

lingered for a

was preparing to leave,

"Hmm?"

think I'm your little secret?" she asked,

"No," Freya said.

"Why not?"

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

help it.

looked at her, confused. "Did I say something

poking Freya's cheek

cheesy from you.

light flick on the forehead. "You really

Farrah just giggled.

linger any longer after

instructions to both Farrah and

at her company, it

up his tasks

looked like he had something on his mind. He

speak

on quickly. "You've got something

face serious. "Actually, it's Kristian doing

set her utensils down. "I

it was clearly after

quite figure out what Kristian was

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