He wanted to be her friend? That was weird, but she didn’t care. She just wanted him to leave, they should all let her be. She tilted her her head up to see him still gazing at her, eyes squinted like he was analyzing her.
“Why?” She felt tempted to ask, to hope he meant it.
“Because I don’t believe you deserve what’s being done to you.” He had her attention. She wanted to believe he was serious. He was looking at her harmlessly but she couldn’t just trust him.
She scoffed. “What do you want?”
“I already said it. To be your friend, that’s what I want.”
Before she could reply, he added. “Do you know Penelope?” Freya noticed how his expression turned hard as he asked her that question.
“No, don’t know what you are talking about.” She shifted to the wall, ready to fall asleep on the f
