FREYA’S POV I have been sitting on a chair for about thirty minutes now, staring blankly into the room with my chaperone not more than four steps away from me. I got to know that her name was Mary, and we have barely spoken since she was assigned to me due to my blindness. Mary is a blonde girl with short red hair in her mid-twenties. She always wore a smile, but I am pretty sure she didn’t mean every smile, but it is just part of her job. She wears lavender, which is a very rare fragrance, but she wore it as part of her job so I would be able to sniff her quickly if I needed help. I sighed. “Mary, are you there?” I asked. Of course, she was there, standing against the wall
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