Chapter 30: Silver eyes

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Freya’s Pov Volunteering at a mental asylum was never part of the plan. Hell, I never thought that I would do something like this. I always liked things that have nothing to do with taking care of others. Nursing, being a doctor, or all those other professions were never really something I had in mind. But here I am playing games with patients and following their every order. I am used to fake smiles just so I could please people and make them drop their guards. But in such a place, I find myself wondering if I should even try to fake a smile. I spoke about how this place felt haunted. Another thing was that it felt depressing; laughing or smiling at a place like this felt somewhat wrong. I walked down the halls with paperwork in my hands. Today I volunteered for this s

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