Chapter 184

Freya’s POV

I freeze on the spot like I’ve been caught red handed, but I’m sure it hasn’t struck midnight yet.

I at least have a few more minutes to say what I need to before the spell wears off, so what does he have to say to me?

“Silas…” I begin, trying to explain myself but stop midway, feeling a ball of anxiety clog my throat and tears threaten to seep from my eyes.

Darn, why is this so hard?

I take a step back, looking away while catching my breath.

Why can’t I do this?

Why is it so fucking hard?

“Freya?” He steps closer to me? looking worried and all.

I give up like the coward I am, unable to force myself to say what I need to say. The way he watches me so earnestly with genuine worry makes the guilt in my chest bubble and block every word that I want to say.

I know it’s just another excuse that I’m unconsciously making up to stall though, but what can I do?

I force a smile to put him at ease.

“Why