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Chapter 153: A Chokehold

Freda's POV

I decided to take Vanna's advice.

If I really wanted to know the truth it was best I confirmed the issue. All the worry I had kept inside me wasn't worth my sanity. It was the early hours of the morning and stretched my hands to the other side of the bed only to not find him there. Yet, another night when did not come to the bed, it was almost like he was avoiding me. Which I hated, was he spending his time with Claire? Thinking about it made me jealous to some point that I quickly jumped off the bed in search of him.

Why on earth would he be avoiding me? I asked myself over and over. I scheme through the hallway, heading to the study. There was no way he would be anywhere else. I opened the door barging in without knocking. He was drowning himself in alcohol with a bottle of vodka at the side. He was going through some papers, before looking up at me.

"You are supposed to be sleeping, Freda." Hearing him call my name sounded more odd than anything else.

"You are sup
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