Freya’s POV
“Hey mother, you are home?” I thought I wouldn’t find anyone at home.
“Yes my darling I had to do the unpacking first, and why are you early, you left like two hours ago.,” she asks in a concerned tone. “You can’t tell me school is over this soon?”
“Oh no mom, it’s still the first week of school, so we didn’t have much work, so I just decided to come home.” I lie to her.
“You don’t look okay though, are you alright?” she asks, sitting beside me on the wooden sofa, we found everything here, they are all old but at lease that than sitting on the floor. The house we are in has two bedrooms, one for me and the other for my parents, a small sitting room, a kitchen adjacent to the toilet and a small porch at the front. The roofing is grass thatched, and the floor is wooden, it
