Chapter 123

Freya’s POV

He pulls me away gently, looking down at me. It’s only then I notice the pain in his eyes as he looks down on me.

Deep sadness with tiredness and lack of sleep staring back at me. I can see just how much pain he has been through because of me.

“Silas…” I reach out to caress his face, but freeze.

Flashes of an older version of him with blue eyes fill my vision instantly, and I recoil away quickly, fear suddenly gripping me tight as I hyperventilate.

“Are you okay?” He asks, looking more worried.

He looks like Silas again, but something feels weird between us now.

I want to reach out and hold him, and take in every bit of his scent I’ve missed in the past days but I can’t—like an invisible force pulling me away.

I slowly take a step away, nodding my head.

“I-I’m fine.” I mutter.

But he doesn’t take it, of course.

His forehead creases further as he takes in my entire state. I bet I look disgusting righ