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    So yeah—getting kicked out deserved something, right?


    “Freya.”


    “Yeah?”


    “You’re really not gonna say anything?”


    “About what?”


    He looked at her, his gaze soft but pointed. “About kicking me out with zeropensation? I’m about to get stuck in traffic hell and only see you once a week.”


    Freya just nodded. “I know.”


    And she did know. That was kind of the point. If he wasn’t around, it would be much easier for her to pull off the surprise proposal.


    Ellis wasn’t expecting that answer. She wasn’t even pretending to feel bad? So on-brand for Freya.


    “I’lle visit when I get the chance,” she added after a pause, like she was offering him a favor.


    Ellis didn’t say anything, but inside? Yeah, he wasn’t buying it.


    She wasn’t the type to miss someone just because they weren’t in the same room. Expecting her to drive all the way over just to see him? Not happening.


    And—unsurprisingly—he was right. Once Ellis started working back at Lambert Group, Freya didn’t show up. Not even once.


    Time flew by, and before they knew it, a few days had slipped past. Ellis had nned toe back that Friday afternoon, but Freya shut it down immediately.


    She returned his call from the hospital, her voice clear and direct. “I’m noting back this week. Farrah’s inbor. I need to stay with her.” That was that. She wasn’t about to leave her friend alone.


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    Farrah didn’t have parents in her life. No partner. No one—except Freya.


    “I get it,” Ellis said. “Just don’t wear yourself out, okay?”


    “Mm-hm.” With that, they ended the call.


    Freya had made preparations well in advance.


    As soon as she learned the due date was near, she transferred Farrah to a high-end private hospital with ster equipment and an excellent team—closely affiliated with Jacob. The ce was known for its care and calm efficiency.


    While she waited in the corridor, the quiet was broken by the appearance of a tall, lean figure.


    She spotted him right away—there was no one else around.


    It was Felipe.


    Her brows furrowed slightly, unsure how to describe her feelings. She didn’t have the warmest feelings toward him, not after what Farrah had been through.


    She also knew that Farrah hadn’t fully let go, and his sudden appearance could easily stir up feelings that had only just started to settle.


    Before she could say anything, Felipe spoke up. “I won’t disturb her,” he said, his tone low and steady. “I just want to make sure she’s safe. Then I’ll leave.”


    Freya didn’t reply. She simply turned back toward the hallway and kept waiting.


    The minutes dragged. Felipe sat on one of the benches, his hands sped tightly, palms damp with nerves. Then—finally—the nurse came out.


    Felipe shot up before she could even speak, his eyes wide with worry. “How is she? Is she okay? Did everything go smoothly?” Three rapid-fire questions.


    Even the nurse looked slightly startled. Freya nced over at him. There was no hiding the emotion on his face.


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