Once, Dahlia was lounging at home, with her sister. She was trying to pry into Freya's life. Her usually talkative sister was lately quiet. She did not say much about her outings anymore, like before. Dahlia didn't want Freya to drift away from her just because she was with Eder.
"I don't understand what you are trying to know" Freya was being evasive once again. They were seating in a little parlor which had a view over the forest.
"I know you are up to something. You are mostly in the stars, you smile to your phone or to yourself when you're alone. I can hear your heartbeat getting fast when a certain person calls you" Dahlia's tone implied that she had an idea on Freya's doings.
Freya looked at her sister without saying anything. Her lips were pressed tightly. Debating whether to speak or not.
