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    “Did you call an ambnce? And the police?” n pressed, his voice full of frantic concern. “Are you hurt?”


    From where she stood, Freya had a clear view of n through the window.


    One nce was all she needed to figure out exactly why he had called her.


    “Stay put. I’ming to you right now,” n said, ying his part to perfection. The timing of Freya’s call couldn’t have been better. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” Then he hung up. He started to leave but paused, turning back toward Sherry. “Sorry, a family member of mine was just in a car ident. I need to go check on her.”


    “Mr. Briggs,” Sherry said, rising to her feet. Even the way she addressed him had changed.


    n didn’t catch the shift. “What is it?”


    “There’s no need to make up a lie just because you don’t want to exchange contact information,” Sherry said, her voice even, though she clutched her phone a little tighter. “I do have a good impression of you, and I hoped we could get to know each other. But that doesn’t mean I’m going to chase after you.”


    She had only pretended not to understand his earlier rejections to give herself a little hope.


    But now, that hope felt unnecessary. He had gone so far as to spin a fake story.


    That alone made things clear enough.


    n faltered,pletely at a loss.


    “Already making up stories about me after just a few days?” Freya strode in, immediately calling him out. “When did I ever say I was in a car ident?” n was…


    He was certain this was the worst possible moment for Freya to walk in. Panic crashed over him. He wanted to exin but couldn’t find the words.


    “Give me your phone,” Freya demanded, hand outstretched.


    n handed it over without a fight.


    He was older than her, but whenever she got serious, he could never bring himself to say no. He didn’t even know why.


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    Freya opened n’s QR code and held it out to Sherry with a polite nod. “Sorry, my cousin’s hopeless at this. He hates blind dates and tends to ghost people he meets through them.”


    “It’s okay,” Sherry replied, her tone as gentle as ever.


    “Let’s exchange WhatsApp?” Freya suggested with a hopeful smile. It was easy to tell from just a moment’s interaction—Sherry was genuinely a good person.


    Sherry hesitated. A part of her still wanted to add him. But her pride got in the way.


    After being turned down so tly, wouldn’t adding him now just make her look desperate?


    And besides, it wasn’t even n who asked to add her.


    Freya picked up on her hesitation right away. She tossed n’s phone back to him, whipped out her own, and opened her QR code. “Oops, wrong phone. Here’s mine.”


    Her logic was simple. If Sherry still wanted to add n, she could do it from his phone. If not, at least Freya could help ease the sting of rejection.


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