She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 891:

“Stop defending him,” Frederick cut in. “Ellis has a mind like a steel trap. No one can outwit him!”

“That’s not even the worst part. What really gets me,” Greta said, halting mid-step with a furrowed brow, “is that if you end up with him, every single day will blur together like some dull rerun—you’ll be stuck reliving the same lifeless day over and over. You barely talk as it is, and he’s probably as dull as dishwater. That would be the driest, most lifeless relationship ever.”

“It wouldn’t be like that,” Freya shot back without missing a beat. If Ellis truly had feelings for her, then those little tests he’d thrown her way before suggested he had a decent grasp of emotional nuance. Being with him might actually be… enjoyable.

“You don’t actually have feelings for him, do you?” Greta asked, brows raised in genuine disbelief as she continued. “He’s alright as a friend, sure—but as a boyfriend? Absolutely not. If you’re that eager to date someone, I can set you up with some adorable guys.”

Freya didn’t want to keep going down this road. “Weren’t we supposed to be shopping? If we keep talking like this, the sun will be down before we’ve even bought anything.”

“Do you really have feelings for him?” Greta asked again, insistent.

“No,” Freya replied flatly.

Ellis? He’s walking danger,” Greta warned, her tone sharp.

things back to neutral ground. “What do you even want to

I like yet.

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a setup to trash-talk Ellis. Maybe they’d avoided bringing it up over the phone in case

next two hours, Freya followed along while

café tucked away from the bustle, with fresh pastries and warm drinks to rest their feet

took things to their group chat, launching

wrote, “If Ellis starts chasing after

Frederick replied, “Absolutely not.”

Ellis is a pro at laying traps—Freya

values her life, she’d better

“Freya, don’t make a

at the two sitting