55| Rafe

During the whole car ride, Freya didn't utter a word. She stayed silent and kept her head rested on the headrest of the car. Her quiet state gave me the impression that she had fallen asleep so I glanced in her direction after every few minutes just to confirm. But I saw her eyes were opened the entire time.

I got a hint that she's for sure angry with me.

I stop the car once we arrive in front of the villa. I pull up the handbrake and turn off the car's AC. I turn my head and see Freya doesn't move. She stays in the same position. I wait for some seconds so that she would sit up on her own and get to know that we are at home. But she doesn't.

Her eyes are fixated on a windshield as if she's boring holes into it.

"Hey, we are home." I say in a low voice.

She moves her hands when she hears me. She slowly sits up, runs her fingers in her hair, then quietly goes out of the car.

She walks slowly towards the entrance door. I observe her steps are wobbly. She's unable to walk straight in