Freya wiped her tear and faced Andrew.
"I'm sorry for your loss."
"She's not pregnant." He said.
"I know. If she's pregnant she would know how to be pregnant." Freya told him. "Leave this room."
Andrew approached Marianne and pulled out the diamond ring that he provided for her.
"She doesn't deserve this."
He left the room and Freya followed him. He went directly to the minibar and grabbed a whiskey.
"I just killed her." He said.
"You don't love her. Because if you do, you wouldn't kill her like that."
"Maybe I don't. Maybe I just feel responsible for the fake pregnancy." He swigged the bottle to his mouth.
"Go to the library. The war isn't done yet." Freya said. Andrew watched the strong woman leave to the garden with a gun on her hand. He's so dumb to marry someone without checking her background.
