Are we even?

*FREYA*

I didn't want to believe him right now but yet he sounded very convincing with his words but if it's one thing I've learnt from Tate is that trust no one but yourself.

Lain cupped both of my cheeks staring into my eyes and like all the pain he caused me would disappear in an instant.

It's been months yet the pain still feels raw and I still feel pissed off.

"Freya..." He gasped quietly and I swallowed hard when his voice sent a shiver down my spine.

I shook my head negatively.

No.

I can't let him get into my head. He'll screw him over and throw me to the side like unwanted furniture.

"I think you should leave." I muttered quietly and he cocked a brow at me.

"You're kicking me out of my own room?" He taunted me, making me frown.

This was his plan all along; he wanted to trap me with him.

"Fine then I'll be the one to leave. I'll be going to a guest room or at least share a bed with Aniko."

Before I could leave he grabbed my arm stopping me and I glared at him.

"Freya, don't ma