She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 887:

“What is it?” Freya asked.

Vivien’s emotions churned beneath the surface, tangled and hard to hide.

She stood, clutching her bag with both hands, and slowly undid the clasp—each movement deliberate and cautious. Freya’s eyes followed her, sharp and steady.

“This item is… a bit unusual,” Vivien murmured, as if bracing herself. “When you see it, just try not to freak out, okay?”

Freya didn’t flinch. “You’re the one who looks like you’re about to fall apart.”

Vivien swallowed hard, nerves unraveling at the edges. After a moment to steady herself, she reached into her bag and pulled out a gleaming paring knife, holding it out toward Freya.

Freya’s instincts kicked in. She grabbed Vivien’s wrist in one swift motion.

Vivien froze. Her thoughts raced in panic.

with a loud metallic clatter, sharp as the

must have

go, her gaze dropping to

swear I wasn’t trying to hurt you!” Vivien’s voice cracked. She looked pale, as if all the blood had drained from her face. “I just wanted to hand it to

almost detached. “Is that

became. There was something about Freya—some quiet intensity—that made others

mean anything by it,”

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while sitting.

saw me digging in my bag and pulling out a knife, they’d probably assume the worst. Someone might even

about this. She’d positioned herself carefully to pass the knife without

could’ve just given me the bag and told me to

quickly, her thoughts tumbling over each other. “What if you thought it was a trap,

That logic… She didn’t even know

response, rushed to plead again, “I swear that’s the truth! Please, believe me,

I believe you,” Freya