Freya had climbed into the carriage. She bit her thumb then she glared at the Wheatfire estate. ' To think, Flora would turn me away. Just like that.' she glared angrily at her lap as she clenched her skirt. 'I didn't think she wouldn't be over it. It happened a long time ago. She got out of it, didn't she?"
Asking Flora for help was her only hope and her twin turned her away. How could she?
Weren't they sisters?
Weren't they the only ones left of their family?
They had to stick together. That's what their father told them.
"Awww. Freya, you looked so tense. Didn't get something you wanted?" Freya jumped when saw that the shadow was there. They were looking at their gloved nails as they faced her.
"How?" Freya asked as she placed her hand over her heart. The shadow chuckled as she glared at him. "Doesn't matter, get out!"
