CHAPTER 116: SHATTERED TRUSTS

FREYA’S POV:

I run as fast as my legs can take me, which might not be fast enough, with no direction in mind, only letting my subconscious mind guide me.

Hot tears that continuously drip out of my eyes blind my vision, and my heart pounds loudly in my ears coupled with my rushed breathing.

I continuously tell myself it’s a lie. It has to be one but then, the crushing reality of it squeezes my chest even tighter, restricting air flow.

I force myself to breathe, and it feels like sandpaper rubbing against my breathing pipes.

Then there’s this sharp sound ringing loudly in my ears and tuning everything out, piercing my brain in the process.

“Freya!”

A voice calls out to me from behind.

I gnash my teeth even harder, putting my strength in my leg muscles to propel me forward faster, not caring about the pressure increasing in my head from limited oxygen.

I hear wicked laughter all around me… It’s ominous and echoes in my ears, taunting me.

“Freya… please!”

Large hands grip onto my shoulde