Chapter 47: The Condition

Freda’s POV

I couldn't sleep throughout the night. It had been a week plus since I completely shut Alfred out. In the midst of that, I was going to speak to him after the long haul of my emotions being mixed with lots of silence and depression. I am not prepared to face him but if I wanted my plan to work, it would be best that I did what was necessary, no matter what. He had no right to hold me hostage, I refused to settle for confinement when I had done nothing wrong.

It was a good thing that my mind was occupied, it helped with the nightmares, and for the first time in days, I didn't hear any form of whispering that jolted me from my brief sleep. What was ahead of me was greater than any form of pain, it was fear enveloping me in all the ways.

What would he say?

Would he punish me?

Is he just going to leave me to my life and how I wanted to rearrange it?

Was he going to yell at me?

What was my plan even after I left here? What am I going to do to survive out there in the world th