Chapter 140

~Frey~

My pulse flutters and my mouth goes dry. I had never been grateful for always coming to work early until today. That meant no one else could see how the color had drained from my face apart from Patsy.

She dropped the vacuum and rushed to steady me. My world spun, and the ground I’m standing on turned to marshmallows.

“Frey, oh dear,” Patsy gushed, her motherly tone slipping out of her mout