Chapter 22

Cameron’s P.O.V I watched Freya approach the table while taking out her notepad. Her expression changed in a split second before she reached my table and her ever-present frown turned into a fake-bright smile as she greeted me. “Hi, I’m Freya, your server today. What can I get…” Her voice faded as she looked up from her notepad and into my eyes. The smile vanished from her face as her brows furrowed and she bit her lower lip, as if debating what to do next. I had to say, even though it had been fake, I liked it when she had a smile on her face. Her dark hair was cut too short for my liking, but even then, she looked pretty. Why hadn’t I noticed before how pretty she looked? What I didn’t like however, was just how skinny she was…almost like she was starving herself. “Two cups of coffee, please.” I told her, with a polite smile. Her frown deepened at the mention of ‘two’, but she didn’t comment on it. “And what kind of coffee would you like?” “I don’t know,” I answered thoughtfully. “Wh