Chapter 150. I’m Yours, Daddy

Freya POV

I sank deeper into the massive couch in the living room, staring out at the dark ocean through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The house was quiet now. Too quiet. After the chaos at the bank, the flashing lights, the gunshots, and that arrogant stranger bleeding out because of me… everything felt surreal.

My head still throbbed a little. I touched the small bruise on my knee from when I hit the floor and winced. Zoey had gone home after making sure I was okay, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

And my thoughts were a mess.

I kept seeing his face — that cocky, stranger who jumped in front of a bullet for me without even knowing my name. Why did he do that? He didn’t have to. He could’ve stayed down like everyone else. But he didn’t.

I’d asked Ryder if I could go see him, just to thank him properly, but he didn’t allow it. He told me the guy was fine and his family had already taken him home. Ryder had been acting strange ever since that in