A couple of days passed by, and Freya became more and more certain of one thing: Zavian loved her, and he would never hurt her. She was becoming more and more comfortable around him, and thus she finally decided that she was ready for a date with him. A real, proper date, where there would only be the two of them, all alone. She was ready to kiss him again, to hug him, to stay close to him. And thus she had let him know that she wanted him to ask her out. They had decided on going out on the nearest Saturday so that she would be free of her job and would have the time to dress up pretty for him.
Both of them were ecstatic, waiting for Saturday enthusiastically. Finally the day approached, and Freya woke up in the morning, fresh, excited and happy. She was about to enter the washroom to f
