Love Me Again

ROY

I frowned as the phone disconnected while I stared at it confused. Freya has never spoken to me like this before or hung up on me.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I stared at my phone. I tried to call her back but her number wasn't connecting.

I knew Freya would be upset with me but I hadn't expected her to react like this. I'd hoped she would understand that ever since I became Raina’s only friend and family I would always show up for her.

Raina and I have been through so much for me to just cast her aside. We grew up together and if her father hadn't denied me five years ago maybe we would have had our first kid by now.

But I was done regretting that because it gave me a chance to meet Freya and propose to her. I guess I should have handled things better and I should have called Freya. Maybe I should have asked for her opinion before canceling the wedding.

I grabbed my phone again and frowned when I saw a series of messages and pictures. The group was flowing with messages and there were various comments on the pictures.

“Shit!” I mumbled when I saw a picture of me looking at Raina with concern.

I'm sure Freya must have seen these pictures and that's why she's acting like this. Why did Raina have to post these pictures?

I ran a hand through my hair again and sighed as I stared at Raina who was sleeping. I was sitting outside her ward but I could see her through the transparent glass.

With these images and messages I've seen I knew I had to make things right with Freya. She's already threatening to end things with me but I couldn't let that happen, I love her too much to let her go.

“Hey, bro,” Ivan’s voice sounded before me, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I sighed and stared at Ivan as he sat beside me, “What’s up?”

“You look terrible,” Ivan said, laughing.

I shrugged, “Yeah, well, that's what happens when my wedding is interrupted by a call from the hospital.”

I had been heading to the wedding venue when Raina had managed to call me asking for help. The next call I received was from the ambulance team asking me to come to the hospital. That was how I reversed and headed to the hospital, terrified.

“How is she doing?” Ivan asked me.

I sighed, “The doctor says she’ll be alright after a day or two. She had a slight concussion thankfully and not brain damage.”

“That’s good. Why do you sound so sad?” Ivan asked.

“Because Freya is upset with me,” I sighed.

Ivan frowned, “Why? She ought to understand the type of relationship you have with Raina. You guys grew up together.”

“Yeah, but I canceled our wedding without consulting her,” I stated, “She has a right to be upset.”

“Well, yeah, but this is Raina we’re talking about. Everyone knows your history. If her father hadn't denied you five years ago I’m sure you'd both be happily married.”

“I don't want to marry Raina, Ivan. And saying that would only make Freya more furious and think I’m choosing Raina over her,” I warned him.

He nodded, “I know, bro. I'm just saying that Freya ought to have gotten used to these things by now.”

“This is different, Ivan, it was supposed to be our wedding,” I stressed.

Ivan shrugged, “It’s just a day or two late. I mean you guys have been together for five years. What's two more days to get hitched? Besides, you can't be in two places at the same time.”

“Remember, Raina’s father left you a note in his will asking you to take care of his only daughter after he died and the old man apologized,” Ivan added.

I nodded my mind finally at rest. I had been so worried before I had this conversation with Ivan.

“You’re right. I'm sure Freya would understand. I'll make it up to her,” I smiled.

Ivan nodded, “Yeah. It's your responsibility now, Roy. At least you owe it to the old man and the shares he transferred to your company.”

I chuckled, “This isn't about shares, but I do owe Raina for all her family did for us while we were growing up. Anyway, since you're here I need to go see Freya.”

Ivan nodded in agreement, “Go ahead. You don't have to worry about anything. Freya loves you and I'm sure she’d understand.”

“Thank you, Ivan, I feel so much better.”

Ivan smiled, “Anytime, bro.”

I walked out of the hospital and drove back to the apartment I shared with Freya.

“Baby, I'm home!” I called out.

I waited in the sitting room but there was no response. Everywhere was quiet – too quiet for my liking. I rushed into the bedroom and I was surprised to see the wardrobe was open. All of Freya’s clothes were gone. Freya had left me, I slumped to the floor in defeat.