Chapter 187. I Want a Baby Too

Freya POV

I’ve been carrying this heavy, fucked-up knot in my chest for weeks, but today it feels a little looser. Ryder’s been glued to my side like he knows I might shatter if he steps too far away, and honestly? It’s working. Just having him close makes the air feel lighter, like I can actually breathe without choking on rage and grief.

Samantha killed Ellie. That bitch ripped away the one person who still felt like home to me. I’m not letting that slide. Not ever. Ryder went to deal with her himself that day, but he wouldn’t tell me what went down. He came back looking tense as hell, jaw tight, eyes darker than usual. When I pushed, he just pulled me into his chest and muttered, “You’ll know the full truth in a few days. Just… stay calm for me, baby.”

He asked Devon to dig even deeper into Samantha’s life, too. I trust Ryder with everything I’ve got. He’d never play me. He won’t side with that snake. I know in my bones he’s going to make her wish she was