Chapter 183

Freya’s POV

We set the picnic up right in the middle of the garden that acts as a private space for the meantime.

There are different basket with an assortment of snacks and all the rest.

We have a fun time laughing and talking about anything an anything, recalling funny moment about their childhood I had realized while Lucas wolfs down half the food in sweeps.

Silas sighs reaching in for a particular Ziploc of sandwiches with Xena’s name labeled on it. It takes a second for the implications to register and before I can warn him, his teeth sink into the confectionary.

It takes only two bites before his face sours and he spits it out.

“What the…” He begins looking down at it like its alien goop dripping don his arm.”

“That’s Xena’s sandwich.” I say interrupting him right before he makes a snarky comment on the food.

There’s a reason why the bag had remained untouched unlike everything else.

“Why does it taste like dirt?” he