FREYA
I watch the scene in horror. This can’t be real!
But then Troy starts coughing up blood and I feel a lump in my throat. Is he dying? I want to step closer but Desmond holds me by my waist.
“Don’t, Freya,” he says grimly, “Just watch. A circus show like this is something you can see once in a lifetime!”
I turn to look at him in shock and see that his face is expressionless.
“Nephew!” Asmir shouts and I flinch at the desperation in his voice. It really doesn’t sound like he is pretending.
“Freya!” Rickie panics, dropping the cookie that he was eating before all that started.
“Don’t look,” I turn to my brother and close his eyes with my palms. Luckily, this time Desmond lets me go.
“My boy!” Reagan Asmir lifts up Troy’s hand, while he keeps coughing uncontrollabl
