Chapter 37.
Becca made herself another cup of tea. She had been living on it all day, although she had yet to eat a morsel of food. It was ten o’clock at night, and still, she had no word from Fredrick, and she didn’t know what the hell was going on.
Fear had turned to anger over two hours ago, when she had ranted at Kristina about rejecting Fredrick if he did manage to man up and do the rejection, for not getting in touch with her. The poor Omega had looked terrified, so she had apologised and sent her back to Hendrick, not wanting to frighten the poor girl anymore, and knowing that the anger would only get worse until she heard from Fredrick, one way or the other.
“COME ON!” she shouted at her phone. She did not care what the news was now, she just needed to know one way or the oth
