** Freya’s Point of View **
Niall walks past my old bedroom door and I wonder how bad it must be in there for him to move me into a different room. Did Brianna hate me so much that she destroyed it beyond repair? My mind conjures up images of my bed burnt to dust, the walls vandalised and the window broken. Surely someone would have stopped her before she went that far.
We stop outside the door opposite his. It’s one of the spare guest bedrooms next to my old one that was mostly used for storage. I hope he’s not expecting me to sleep in between all the junk that was in there the last time I looked in here. Niall opens the door and steps back, allowing me to enter first. I give him a suspicious look, letting him know I’m uncomfortable with him being behind me.
The room is completely un
