Chapter 12: My Weakness

FREDRICK'S POV

I lie on the bed, staring at the ceiling with my hands behind my head, wondering what I’m doing alone in my bedroom with absolutely nothing to do.

I’m scared.

Scared of what?

Scared of stepping out and encountering that demonic, seductive temptress also residing in this new home of mine.

I sigh deeply. I don’t want to think this, but… maybe it’s true.

I never mentioned it earlier because—well—I thought I had dealt with it a long ...