Friends

Freda’s POV

As Jim leaned in, his lips dangerously close to mine, a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins. In that split second, I couldn't ignore the overwhelming sense of betrayal. How could he, knowing the connection between me and his brother, attempt to cross such boundaries?

Without a second thought, I mustered every ounce of strength within me and forcefully pushed him away. The shock on his face mirrored the disbelief in my own. I wasted no time, swiftly opening the car door and fleeing from that suffocating space.

My heart pounded in my chest, the sound echoing in my ears as I sprinted towards the safety of my room. The door swung shut behind me, providing a physical barrier against the outside world. I leaned against it, my back pressed firmly against the wood as if seeking solace and protection.

Emotions swirled within me, a tempest of anger, confusion, and hurt. How could someone I thought I could trust so callously disregard my boundaries? The weight of his actions