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    Freya hesitated.


    How did the conversation shift to hispetence all of a sudden?


    “You don’t have to face everything with your guard up, or fix everything alone.” Ellis let go of her cheek, his voice dropping into a soft,zy drawl. “You’re not on your own. You’ve got me.”


    Freya pressed her lips together. She was used to doing it all on her own.


    “I want to be someone you can depend on,” Ellis said, his words slow and measured.


    Freya’s eyes met his, and for a moment, she saw herself reflected in their depths. After a pause, she murmured, “I’ll try.”


    “Rely on your boyfriend a little more,” Ellis said, ruffling her hair. “It’ll help us bond, you know.”


    Freya looked faintly embarrassed.


    A faint smile tugged at Ellis’s lips. Back when they first met, she had been so much more spirited, her words unfiltered and bright.


    Now, she kept everything bottled up. It was the scars from her past rtionship—people who’ve been hurt often bury their real selves deep. He’d give her the time she needed. Some things couldn’t be rushed. One day, she would see it—see that she was truly, wholeheartedly loved.


    Lying on the bed, n felt the room spinning around him. Half-conscious, he cracked open his eyes and looked around.


    At first, n couldn’t have cared less.


    But when he nced around, it was like a jolt of lightning hit him—eyes wide, fully alert.


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    Quick as a whip, he leapt from the bed and threw a wild swing at Ellis. “You creep! Were you the one messing with Mina?” The punchnded right in Ellis’s open hand.


    As Freya’s team leader, Ellis had reflexes and skills that left them all in the dust.


    n’s sneak attack? Child’s y for Ellis to block.


    “Let go!” n barked, his voice fierce.


    Freya pinched the bridge of her nose. n was doing it again.


    “Touch Mina, and I’ll send you flying,” n growled, still half in the bag.


    Ellis, still gripping n’s fist, shot a look over. “Is he… ckout drunk or what?”


    Hadn’t Freya just introduced them? How’d he be a creep in n’s mind?


    “Kinda…” Freya hedged, unsure how to pin it down.


    “Mina, get over here.” n, dead serious about protecting her, reached with his free hand to tug her close. “I got your back.”


    “n, that’s my boyfriend,” Freya said, keeping her tone patient. “He wasn’t messing with me.”


    “I saw him trying to nt one on you!” n shot back, acting like he had all the evidence in the world.


    From his spot, all he caught was Ellis’s back, which led to misunderstandings.


    Freya cut to the chase. “Isn’t it normal for a boyfriend to kiss his girlfriend?”


    n froze. His brain short-circuited. He tried to wrap his head around whether that made sense, but his mind was a total nk.


    “Just hit the hay and stay out of trouble,” Freya said firmly. “I’m gonna whip up some honey water for you.”


    “Alright.” n nodded.


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