FREYA’S POV
Despite my repeated attempts to establish clear boundaries, Paul continued to find ways to infiltrate my life with acts of kindness. The next day, after returning the flowers he got me, I returned from a particularly exhausting meeting to find an envelope on my desk. Curiosity piqued, I opened it to discover that Paul had paid off a significant portion of my outstanding bills. Shocked and conflicted, I confronted him immediately.
"Paul, why would you do this? I never asked for your financial assistance. This crosses a line, and it's becoming increasingly difficult for me to maintain a professional distance."
His eyes softened, and he took a step closer, searching for the right words. "Freya, I know you didn't ask for it, but I couldn't bear the thought of you carrying such a
