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17. Freya

Author: Alle
last update Last Updated: 2023-06-03 13:47:29

The Zeke staying away causes my agitated, already paranoid mind to be consumed by two main thoughts.

One, trying to work if he is avoiding me. Or hurt in the war. Perhaps he is working on assigning me to someone else. Maybe me literally throwing myself at him wasn't the best move after all.

Why else would he not come back? My body literally ached for him to return, surely he must be feeling the same? How does anyone become a monk and survive on their own agonising thoughts alone?

Then I think of that journal and wince. I shouldn’t want him to come back at all. If he does I am meant to hurl abuse at him, call him a vile pig, a chauvinist bastard? But the man who held me close on this wooden floor doesn’t resemble that book. So therefore, can someone really change?

And if Zeke can change for the better…can Phillipe? Am I being hasty in running from my mates worst period if I am so eager to find redeem Zeke?

Or am I just going crazy up here? /Crazy/ Livi confirms.

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Atta girl Freya! Don’t let these oversized wolves tell you what to do. Let them know you will not stand in the shadows any more.
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