13~ Where Is Freya?

Freya couldn't sleep. She held her necklace in her hand, staring at Olsen's picture. It was a gift given to her by Olsen on her 21st birthday. He had bought two, one had his picture while the other had hers.

"You once told me I was the best thing that ever happened to you, but now I am beginning to wonder if those words were only pranks. You have decided to let me face this ugly fate you created, stuck in a world of hate and envy, what good am I to benefit here?"

She reflected her experiences from day one till now, none could be accounted to be a good memory worth thinking about. "My life has been a rough one, all thanks to you."

She was about to sleep when she heard the sound of a stopping car. She went towards the window to take a look, it was Vincenzo and Kelly. They had returned home, drunk and waisted. She ignored them, returning back to bed to get a good night's sleep.

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Morning came faster than expected. The maids were all up, ready for the day's job. Freya went to arrang