Chapter 48
FORTY-EIGHT
FREYA
Freya: Hey, Denver. I’m sorry about what happened at school.
Freya: Sorrier still that it’s taken me so long to reach out.
Freya: It’s really fucking shitty what Derek Dyers did to you and I’m a bitch for not checking in with you sooner.
Freya: Anyway
*Freya sends picture*
Freya: I took this the night you got mega drunk at The Dive. It was sweet and, I dunno, an invasion of your privacy? *blushes* But, I thought it’d be nice for you to have
Denver: Oh, wow, I don’t remember that at all.
Freya: Picture tax never lies. I swear he held you in that swoop for a good couple minutes. Book boyfriend-tier reached, for sure. The boy’s crazy about you.
Freya: Give me some credit for figuring out that he was into you before you knew, huh?
Denver: I’m not saying this to be a bitch, Freya, but you deserve better than Alec.
Freya: Yeah. I figured that out recently. See you when you’re back?
Denver: Sure. Thanks for messaging and thank you for the pic. Means a lot. Happy new year!