Freya’s P.O.V

A knock sounded at my door around nine o’ clock at night.

Hoping that it might be Cameron, I got up to open the door, a skip to my steps as I made my way across the room. It felt like I finally had something to look forward to after so many years of living in fear. But that tiny hope inside my chest vanished as soon as I saw who was on the other side of the door.

Trisha, Laura and Cindy. The devil trio were standing outside with a big bouquet of roses and wide grins on their ...