INICIAR SESIÓNIn the visitation room, Harry sat there with a shaved head, looking a lot more haggard.He dropped the act and shot me a vicious glare. "What the hell are you doing here?"I looked hurt. "Why are you being so mean to me? I came to tell you something good. But if you're going to talk to me like that, maybe I won't."His eyes flickered with confusion, then suddenly lit up with hope. "I'm sorry, Freya. I got emotional. What good news is it? Did you ask your father for help? Am I getting out soon?"Idiocy really did run in families.I was the one who put him here. Why on earth would I let him out?I sighed, pretending to struggle. "This isn't something I can decide. You know my father's temper. He needs time to cool off."His smile faltered, but he didn't dare give up the tiny bit of hope he had left. He forced a stiff grin. "Please, Freya. Everything that happened was my fault. Just talk to your father. Ask him to get me out. I swear I'll treat you well. We can still live a good li
I made a post on Facebook to thank all the ladies who had helped me.Momo wrote: "Oh my goodness! You're amazing. The moment I saw the news, I knew it was you. You have no idea how I felt every minute you didn't reply to my DM!"NowARealGraduate wrote: "Be good. From now on, no more getting blinded by love, okay?"YoungAchiever wrote: "Glad I could help. Just make sure you choose better next time. Don't get fooled again."RespectFate wrote: "Read it. You're safe now. You've earned the right to be in the sisterhood."PrettySinceBirth wrote: "Men are trash. Miss, consider me. I'm super pretty."There were many other comments.I smiled, grabbed the appreciation banner, and headed to the community office where Rebecca worked."You refused everything else I tried to give you, so fine. As per your request, I made you a banner. Thank you for literally saving my life."Rebecca grinned wide enough to show all her teeth and hugged the banner like treasure. "This is perfect. If your cons
Harry was identified as the ringleader in the group sex incident, so he was interrogated separately.He didn't accuse me of drugging anyone because he was the one who bought the drugs.Group sex would get him a few years at most, but attempted drugging and assault meant over a decade. He knew exactly which charge was the lesser evil.Unfortunately, his idiot friends clung to one thing he said—that I brewed the tea—and wouldn't let it go.Once they showed him my statement, he realized he was completely screwed. He tried to bite back, claiming I somehow found out the truth, stole his drugs ahead of time, and set them all up.So what, though?The tea was just tea. All the incriminating evidence was already inside their stomachs.As long as no one remembered the bowl of cherries, I would never be charged.Sharon refused to admit she had spiked their drinks, but Ronald confessed. He claimed he heard her saying everyone should "get a taste".Now that the situation had blown up, the
The police arrived and took all of us to the station on charges of public indecency and group misconduct.Sharon and the others immediately pointed fingers at me. "It was Freya! We only ended up like that because we drank the tea she made! She definitely drugged us!"As such, I was taken into an interrogation room as well.The police officer, Spencer Hernandez, asked, "Sharon and the others accuse you of drugging them. Do you admit to it?"I shook my head. "No. My conscience is clear. She's accusing me without evidence. Can I sue her for defamation?"He said, "You can, but whether it holds depends on the lab results."They had already taken our blood and sent the tea kettle from the kitchen for testing.I nodded calmly.Then he asked, "You said you sensed something was wrong last night and escaped under the excuse of making snacks. Was it really just because of the bracelet and what Ronald said?"I hesitated.Videos and photos of Harry and the others were already going viral,
"Freya, you planned all of this, didn't you?" Sharon had thrown her clothes back on and jumped in front of me, eyes bloodshot as she pointed at my face."If you didn't plan it, why did you run last night? You ruined us! And now you're pinning everything on Harry! How can you be this vicious? What did he ever do to deserve this? We didn't wrong you! Why would you hurt us like this?"They said the people who framed you would always know better than anyone that you were innocent. But I wasn't innocent at all, so guilt made me slap her as hard as I could."Perfect. It matched the slap her mother gave her—one on each side," I thought.I put on a devastated expression, voice trembling with outrage. "Harry told me you were a close friend of his. I was so stupid. I actually believed a woman hanging around a pack of men could be their 'close friend.'"Do I really need to explain what you are to everyone here? How dare you accuse me? The police are almost here. You think I'm scared of whate
I didn't feel even a shred of sympathy for any of them.If Rebecca hadn't overheard everything and even posted online to look for me out of kindness, I would have been the one getting torn apart by everyone right now.But Harry would never have let me off that easily. His ambition ran deep. He would have used that video to blackmail me endlessly, draining me dry piece by piece until my family had nothing left.Thinking back, everything between us had been premeditated from the very start.I had gotten into a local university. I lived on campus because commuting was tiring, but every Friday, Dad sent Malcolm to pick me up.It all began when someone spread rumors that I was sleeping around.I was always low-key. I never talked about my family background.Until one day, someone anonymously posted pictures on the campus confession board of me getting picked up in a luxury car, calling me out by name as a freshman from the finance department.I was accused of things I hadn't done, w







