Freya's POV: My eyes fluttered open at the same time my head started to pound all thanks to the fact that I had cried myself to sleep last night. I still had my prom dress on, and I had managed to cover my boobs well although the corset was still loose since no one helped me with that.The room I was in was really dark with only one source of light, which was the window. I knew that my hair was definitely a nest on my head, but that was the least of my worries.I was too weak to stand up, so I just laid down there and stared at my dainty hand that had become dirty from the dusty floor, with only a few interruptions from my grumbling stomach.There was no strength in me, so when the door opened for the first time ever since I got here, I didn't move my head to check who it was and just let the tears flow. The stranger's shadow loomed over my curled up body for a second before he squatted in front of me. My brown hair stayed as a curtain in front of my face, but I still managed to sta
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