Author’s POV
The entire room was in disarray from Freya’s raging moment. She wished she had pounced on Ronan and tore his mouth apart. She can’t seem to get a grip on everything happening around her. To think Callum and her brother had predicted it. She felt like a fool for trusting everything would be back to normal.
She should have poisoned Fiona herself and watch the witch bleed to death. Her eyes was blinded by her tears as she pulled at the bedsheet cursing everything she believed in out.
“I am going to kill her! I am going to kill her!” Freya screamed at the top of her voice.
Levi opened the door, rushing into the room to hold his sister up. “What is wrong with you, Freya? Get a grip on yourself! I have been hearing your wail from the hallway.” He stated pulling her up.
“Let
