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Seventy seven

*Freya*

I blinked my eyes open, grimacing at the pounding in my head. As my vision cleared, a familiar face came into view, hovering over me with concern etched across his features.

"Daniel?" I croaked.

"Freya! Thank god you're awake," he exhaled, relief washing over his expression.

Ignoring the aches wracking my body, I pushed myself up and flung my arms around him. He wrapped me in a tight embrace as a few tears escaped down my cheeks. We stayed like that for a long moment, holding each other close. Daniel had been my rock working together at the villa, always there with a joke or helping hand. I owed him my life for rescuing me from the chaos after the bomb ripped through the town square.

As we pulled apart, Daniel searched my face. "Why did you leave without telling me or Morgan? We were worried sick when you disappeared."

I sighed, dropping my gaze. "I'm sorry, truly. It was an impulsive decision. I just couldn't take one more day of my parents treating me lik