Freya’s POV
I wake up again in the same room. At first, I thought maybe I was in heaven or something. But I am alive, I am f*****g alive. Why am I alive? And how am I even alive. By the looks around the room, I am in a hospital bed. Why did they have to save me?
“Why did you save me?” I ask in anger as I look at the two people staring at me.
“Darling, don’t say that, it’s the goddess who wanted you to be alive darling.” The woman says.
“Don’t you dare give me that s**t, alright. Where was that goddess when all the injustice was being done to me? Where was she?” I ask trying to get off the bed, but I seem numb for some reason. Every part of my body seems heavy.
“Luna, please don’t speak like that, we are here for you.” The man says.
“And who is Luna, if I may ask?”
“We just gave you
