"I just want to prove myself. I want to start over!" Hannah said with determination.

Freya slowly shook her head. "I'm sorry, Hannah. I don't think I can help you with this."

Hannah's expression changed, her tone rising with frustration. "Why not, Freya? Don't you want to see me happy?"

Even Emily looked surprised. "Freya, do you have something else on your mind?"

Freya sighed. "No, Emily, nothing like that. I just… I just don't think Hannah and Andrew are a good match."

The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became, her gaze drifting away.

Emily studied her sister closely but chose not to push further. Still, she understood everything in an instant.

Freya had always been the quiet one and never fought for anything. Yet, this time, something had clearly shifted.

Hannah snapped, "Freya, what do you mean we're not a good match? Dad already arranged for us three to be with Andrew. Once you and Emily back off, I'll have a chance. Isn't that how it's supposed to go?"

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