She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 569:

Freya caught his reaction, confused by whatever unspoken meaning lingered there, but unable to grasp it fully.

She let it go without pressing, continuing to chat with her friends in an easy, offhand way.

Alan noticed the sky slowly shifting into dusk. After checking the time, he said, “You guys keep chatting. I need to get a few things ready.”

This was the moment they’d been building toward all evening, and he couldn’t afford a single misstep.

Freya didn’t think much of it and waved him off without question.

Once he disappeared, Freya finally asked the question she’d been biting back ever since Alan arrived, “Has the Captain mentioned when he’s coming back?”

“Why so curious?” Trent asked, eyebrows raised with genuine interest.

“Did you do something to tick him off?”

“No.” Freya’s denial came quick and firm.

his glasses again, the skepticism

behavior lately had been far too

run her mouth. “Just

has,” Trent admitted

widened, caught off guard.

his phone to show her

Freya scanned the screen.

fresh

plain as day: the 7th, with strict instructions not

the 6th. If all went smoothly, she could wrap things up

gone again, or too preoccupied, she’d make her return without giving

the look?” Trent

fibbed with practiced ease. “Nothing. Just wondering what we’ll even talk about when the Captain’s back. Without

quieter.

Frederick would tone it down—for a bit,

chatter,” Trent replied, fully aware of the dynamic. He and Frederick were just supporting characters. Their captain’s eyes were only ever on