Freya

I ended the call with Zoey and sighed, leaning back against the headboard, my eyes shutting for a moment. Helene. Helene. Helene. She never learns, does she? She wanted to ruin me publicly? Fine. I would ruin her right back, but smarter.

But what does she even stand to gain? It’s not as if I’m a public figure that this news could ruin my reputation and source of living. What does she want?

Then my brain snapped.

Earlier this week, Ryder had told me Helene and her parents were trying to get me arrested, but he handled it and made sure no police accepted their request. Yes. They must...