Freya's voice was raspy as she spoke. "Micah, we've had a good time together these past few weeks, haven't we?"

She stepped closer to him, tilting her head up to meet his gaze since he was much taller. His sharp features, like a perfectly sculpted work of art, were exactly the kind Freya was obsessed with. Micah pressed his lips together, his mind drifting back to their time together. It had indeed been enjoyable.

Freya had never thrown tantrums and she was always considerate of him. But the weight of responsibility on his shoulders was immense. He was leading the Yaren Tribe people, and much of his future would be dedicated to them. In the end, wouldn't he be neglecting Freya?

"Freya, you agreed to a month. People should keep their promises," Micah said quietly, trying to use the idea of honoring commitments to steer her away from further attachment.

Freya felt her throat tighten, her heart squeezed painfully. They say time reveals true feelings. Micah had seen her sincerity, yet he remained so stubborn!

committed to helping our people progress. But you need a

over neglecting his mother still haunted him. He

bandwidth. Freya, one month is all I can offer

care about what you said. I

busy with our work, serving the

much just to be with him, even her dreams of motherhood. When

hand. "You don't need

want to continue this conversation, Freya had already put in so much effort trying to win him over during the month they had agreed on, and he had hoped for some peace. But here she was, pushing forward again.

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