~FREYA~
I can hardly keep my eyes open. I'm somewhere in the forest with bruised hands and feet. My face burns from all the crying, my eyes are swollen, and my lips are dry. I can't remember the last time I've ever been in a situation this painful.
I didn't want to feel the hurt, I wanted this torture to end. All I could think about was Lucas and my sister. I placed both hands against my head and screamed in frustration.
Stop it.
Stop thinking about them.
I felt like I was about to faint from the emotional torture. Seeing Lucas with Avery was not the most challenging part for me. The hardest part was walking away from him, knowing I was doing it for his happiness.
It hurt knowing that he would be happier without me.
All I could hear was him telling Avery that he loved her—over
