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Freya 🔥

My life has never been easy. I had to fight all the time, had to go to war for my beliefs. That's how it felt every time.

Every damn time and I'm so sick of it, so sick of pretending all the time.

My breathing was shaky and there is blood everywhere. On my hands, my face, on the floor and my clothes are pushed by it.

Jon stood behind me, I could feel his gaze on the back of my neck as I drew my knife from the corpse. I knew he hated seeing me like this, so cold.

But that was the only way to survive, that was the only way to survive in this crazy world. "Freya," he said. More decisive, commanding. Was he afraid I might?... At that moment I dropped the knife and tears rolled down my cheeks. I had to do it, had to kill this man I'm sorry," I whispered softly. Jon spread his arms and pulled me in from his strong chest. "I know," he mumbled his hair very softly while I cried.

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