Red Velvet Reunion

FREYA’S POV

I stood outside my house for a long minute, watching my breath curl in the cold air. The walk back from the station felt endless, and by the time I made it home, I barely recognized myself. The sun was hanging low, painting the street in gold, but I felt hollow. Different. Maybe that was a good thing.

When I finally opened the door, I heard voices from the living room. At first I thoug