♡Astrid♡

 Once we got home, I made sure Freya had freshened up and gone to bed before I waited for Adrian in the living room.

 I knew he wasn't back because one of his cars wasn't in the garage, and the easier way to get him was to wait for him in the living room.

 I sat on the couch and tipped my head back before closing my eyes. God, I was so fucking tired.

 It sucks having a mother who wouldn't believe she made a poor choice of a man who abused a child under his care and was ready to ...