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sat at a table outside the C Bar, under a cream parasol, with two large drinks in front of them. The C Bar was located on one side of the picturesque harbour, and from the seats outside, there was a wonderful view of both the water and the crumbled ruins of the fort which overlooked the bay.
    ‘ I hope I didn’t mess up any plans you had for tonight,’ Freya said, sucking on her straw and enjoying her first taste of Greek alcohol.
    ‘ It’s quarter to one now, the only plan I had was going to sleep. I’ve got a shopping trip to Corfu Town tomorrow which leaves at eight and it’s nearly fully booked,’ Emma informed her.
    ‘ Sorry, I always was good at timing wasn’t I?’ Freya replied.
    She called to mind one of her unplanned visits when she had burst into Emma’s apartment yelling ‘surprise!’ only to be confronted with the sight of Yiannis and Emma minus their clothes.
    ‘ Don’t be silly, it’s your birthday for God’s sake and something must have happened for Russell not to be with you,’ Emma said.
    ‘ Mmm, so tell me what you’ve been doing since we last spoke. I want all the details, leave nothing out,’ Freya ordered, trying to avoid Emma’s question.
    ‘ Freya, you can’t travel all this way and not tell me what happened. Come on, tell me. You can tell me anything remember, and you know I won’t stop asking until I know. So much better to get it out of the way now,’ Emma continued.
    ‘ It was stupid, thinking back on it. I probably overreacted,’ Freya began.
    ‘ Go on,’ Emma urged.
    Freya recounted the tale of what Russell had said about her at the restaurant. However, she didn’t stop there. The floodgates opened and Freya told Emma all the details of the past six months of their relationship. Details that somehow hadn’t seemed important enough to mention in any of their phone conversations.
    ‘ Well you know, I’ve been put down by everyone for most of my life and in that restaurant, when I heard him describe me like that, I just knew I couldn’t and shouldn’t take any more,’ Freya finished, having regaled her friend with the tales of the nights at the all you can eat Chinese, Russell’s preoccupation with racehorses and their sporadic sex life.
    ‘ Oh Freya,’ Emma spoke, reaching out to pat her friend’s arm consolingly.
    ‘ But before today, I thought things had turned a corner. That’s why I haven’t told you any of this before. Just lately he was back to being the Russell I fell for - all romance and impromptu acts - I thought things were going to work out, I…’ Freya started, her voice tailing off as she felt a surge of upset in her chest.
    It was now that the tears really came. Freya could do nothing but let the emotion go and big fat tears came rolling down her cheeks. She sobbed, bent over in her chair, her face on her knees.
    Emma hurried to the chair next to Freya and enveloped her friend in a hug, holding her tightly as she cried.
    ‘ It’s OK, you cry and let it all out. You’re here now, in beautiful Kassiopi, with me and a large cocktail. What could be better than that?’ Emma asked her.
    ‘ Two large cocktails?’ Freya replied feeling able to lift her head up from her lap. She took off her glasses and wiped at her eyes with her fingers.
    ‘ I’m pathetic aren’t I? God I’m thirty years old, I ought to be able to cope with a few insults. I should have stayed and faced him and told him what an arse he was. I just didn’t know what to do and I panicked,’ Freya spoke, picking up her handbag and looking inside for a tissue.
    ‘ You shouldn’t have to hear what he said from anyone, let alone your own boyfriend. And that, on top of all the other stuff you’ve just told me about, I think you did exactly the right thing. It sounds like he’s turned into a complete pig and I’m surprised you put up with that for so long,’ Emma responded and she passed Freya a serviette from the holder on the table.
    ‘ I know the answer to that