FREYA'S POV
I adjusted on the bus stop bench, the cold metal pressing hard against my back through my thin jacket. It’s uncomfortable but I don’t even flinch. I was ready for any pain this night
My legs gave out three blocks ago, I Can't walk anymore, I can't even think anymore , I Can't do anything except sit here and watch normal people live normal lives.
I watched a mom stroll past with her baby giggling away so full of joy. It was a sweet sight, almost heartwarming… until it reminded me that maybe happiness like that just isn’t meant for me.
I'm so tired.
Adrian let me go. Actually stepped aside and let me walk out. That should feel like winning.
But It doesn't.
I dont know what I want
A black car pulls up across the street looking Expensive. The kind that makes you look tw
