She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 478:

Freya’s brows drew together instantly at the sight of him.

Kristian stepped inside, calm and unreadable. “Where are you hurt?”

Freya blinked. Hurt?

“I’m hurt?” Freya asked.

“A staff member said you fell earlier, and it looked serious.” Kristian had come running the moment he got wind of it. Freya stiffened, then suddenly pieced it all together.

Just as she opened her mouth to tell him, “You’ve been tricked,” the door slammed shut with a sharp bang. A figure in black—masked, hat pulled low—stood behind it.

The noise snapped Kristian’s head around.

In that fleeting instant, something clicked. “You’re okay?” he asked.

Freya replied, her voice as composed as

slightly, and he turned back to the door, trying to

the door. If Kristian actually managed

it a few times, but it was

the others. Everyone else was downstairs on the first floor. Even

a beat, he pulled out his phone to call for help—only to find he had no

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Freya caught on too.

muttered,

steadily. At most, they’d be stuck in here for two or three hours. Once

just a matter of riding out a few hours in the same space as someone she

slipped his phone back into his pocket and started searching

joined him. No signal meant something was jamming it. Still, if this was the handiwork of that

focused silence for ten minutes. Then, suddenly, a flush of

heat refused to