Chapter 37 Watching the Show
Chapter 37 Watching the Show
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Louis gave a small nod, then turned and walked away with those long strides of his. Freya, still wearing her apron, kept working. They’d come home later than usual today–if she didn’t hurry, dinner would be delayed, and she still wanted to get in some extra writing time tonight.
Once the food was ready and set on the table, Freya went to knock on Louis‘ door. Louis let go of his mouse and casually closed all the open tabs before getting up to eat. The two of them usually didn’t talk much. Freya never had the urge to start a conversation, and so far, they’d kept to their own routines–only speaking when something involved both of them. Most of the time, their meals followed the old rule: “Don’t talk while eating.”
But today was an exception. As soon as Louis sat down, he said, “Someone’s coming tomorrow to install the dishwasher.”
Freya paused mid–motion. “Dishwasher? You bought one? I thought you said I could take my time choosing.”
“You said you had decision paralysis. So I picked one for you. You just need to use it.” Now that Louis had a better understanding of Freya’s situation, he’d let down his guard a lot. He was also starting to get things around the house in order. After all, it wasn’t like he was trying to exploit her labor. She didn’t owe him anything–and on top of that, she’d been pretty good to him.
Freya didn’t know what to say. Maybe Louis didn’t want to owe her any favors. Or maybe to someone like him, buying something like a dishwasher just wasn’t a big deal. “Oh… I’ll try not to go out tomorrow, then.”
With that, the conversation ended, and they were about to get back to eating when Freya’s phone rang.

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