Freya combed her hair slowly, staring at herself in the mirror of her vanity table. She looked pretty, she thought to herself. Her hair had grown a little longer in the few months that she had been receiving proper nutrition, her skin looked much fresher, and her dark circles had started to disappear. She gazed down at her body, that was recovering from the horrors she had been through. Her clothes didn't look too loose on her anymore, and it made her feel happy.
The loud sound of the doorbell snapped Freya out of her thoughts, as excitement bubbled inside her. A smile stretched across her lips and she combed through her hair one last time, before running out of her room and to the door. With a huge grin, she opened the door, only to have her smile wiped away from her face, and replaced
