Freya’s pov
“Common Freya you got this,” I chanted to myself as I sat in my room. It was evening and the whole place was set.
I was adorned in a green velvet dress, emerald necklace to my neck and a set of dangling earrings were fixed into my ear. It accentuated my natural forest green eyes.
My consciousness was flying in an abnormal pattern, I wasn't myself as I had a lot on my mind. Dare I say, I was afraid.
“I can't do this, I can't,” I strutted towards my drawer, pulled it outwards and there laid my necklace, the one from my father.
It was a brown necklace of fine craftsmanship and it would fit just right with the dress I wore. My fingers found the hook on the necklace I presently had on, I Infixed my hand into the small lock of the necklace, and I pressed it to unlock.
I set it
