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.

a loud metallic clatter, sharp as the

have misunderstood.

gaze dropping to the

as if all the blood had drained from her face. “I just wanted to hand it to you! I

cool, almost detached. “Is that

more unnerved Vivien became. There was something about Freya—some

anything by it,” Vivien insisted. “I

Lᴀt𝑒st chαptєrs in ɢ𝓪lnovels.𝑐𝑜𝑚

sitting. Why get up and walk

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

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

raised a brow. “You could’ve just given me the bag and

tricking you,” Vivien said quickly, her thoughts tumbling over each other. “What if you

That logic… She didn’t even know how

to plead again, “I swear that’s the

you,”