Chapter 25

Freya's POV

The ride to the house was quiet, Andrew held my hand the entire time in an attempt to comfort me but all I could think about was how we didn't talk like he wanted to because of everything that happened with Trevor.

My mind still reeling at him showing up there, how can he say he loves me then treat me in such a way, always force himself on me.

The restraining order had given me a sense of security, but more so the fact that I hadn't seen him. With everything going on with Andrew, I actually forgot about him for the first time since everything so him showing up while I was alone, in my favorite place, broke something inside of me.

Between that happening, losing that sense of security along with the whole 'I want to talk to you later', it sort of feels like I'm losing everything at the same time.

I stared out the window when we pulled up to the house, dreading walking inside before having this talk, not wanting to do it upstairs quietly so my father doesn't hear, or waiting