FREYA'S POV.
It was almost midnight when Marshall and I said our goodbyes and he left for home.
Suddenly it was just me again and I was back to being alone, left with the regrets and consequences of everything that's happened.
It really did help that I was able to talk to Marshall for a while though. His words_ despite the fact that I still wasn't completely convinced by them_ had done a lot to help me feel a bit better.
Even if that still doesn't change the fact that Debra and Amy aren't here with me. Even if it doesn't change the fact that they are still gone.
After locking the door behind Marshall as he left, I let my mind wonder back to the last topic we discussed and honestly I couldn't help but worry.
I don't particularly feel right with his idea of figuring out how to trigger
