Present day...
"I brought you something."
He opened his bag and took out the wooden box. He placed it on the grass and started digging the ground beside Freya's grave with his bare hands.
With muddy gloved hands, he opened the wooden box and took out the contents, which he buried inside the small holes.
" I work so hard to bring you these presents, Freya..." he said as he dug. "But, there's nothing I can't do for you."
He stared at Freya's grave and he smirked,
"They are all finally paying for their sins," he chortled. "Now three more to go... And justice will finally be served for you. I will stand up for you like I never did. I'm here for you."
He kept quiet for a moment, pain surging through him. Through his heart. He hated that she ended up here. She was a good person. He k
