Freda's POV"I didn't plan to accompany you on this journey." Aaron held on to the wheel as we drive passed the border. "Just remind me why I am doing this again.""Because you are my new friend. I don't want anything tracing me back to Alfred." I smiled at him as he whined. When I decided I wanted to go into town in search of the truth. I had to make him my accomplice in this. I could not risk bumping into Noah or any of his men. If anyone loved the idea of being careful, it was Aaron. I just wanted to have someone at my side, when I going through all the memories that were supposed to be left behind. I have never tried digging up the past but this was not going to be the best experience. I have never had a good reason to dig up the past. I felt like the memories of my father were the only thing I needed but this news threw me off balance if you tried to look at every phase I have encountered. Everything I have ever known was dwelling on a shaky foundation, it makes me worried about

Freda'a POV I didn't know the next words to say. Nothing of this sounded like my mother. At least the way I imagined her to be, there was only one explanation for what might have happened to her. Maybe she just wasn't believed; maybe there were creatures after her, and it wasn't something she could make them understand. "It can't be." It can't be. I said it in my mind over and over. I knew two truths could coexist, but the other part of the truth wasn't something I was willing to accept. It was too much for me, and I could feel the tension rising inside me. The siren in my lungs was clogged; I couldn't breathe. I kept staring at the picture, hoping to find something else, contrary to what I was hearing from Roberta. "I'm afraid so." No, you do not understand; the only time Dad spoke of her was when I was still very little. There was so much glee in his eyes that it felt like there was something precious about her to hold on to. You can't tell me that she committed suicide when t

Freda's POV His accusation left me mortified. "Watch your words, young lady, I won't hesitate to render you speechless right now." He tucked his hands into each other facing me with so much anger. This was what I was trying to explain to Aaron all day. Alfred was good at these assumptions that could cloud the person's real personality for the longest time. His words have always had a sharp edge, they always cut through my existing wounds. "You haven't seen me all day and you just assume that I ran away with Aaron?" "It seemed like it. If it isn't, why didn't you answer the question I asked you on the phone." My insides were suddenly filled with rage. Yes, he might be angry but I was ready to lash out at him. I could deal with anything but what I can't deal with was false accusations. "Well, good evening to you mister. Yes, I ran off just so I would stay away from you for just a minute. You know when I am around you, I just cannot breathe. It is like I am suffocating, I can't h

Freda's POVI had some cash with me, and I stared around, hoping to get something that might catch my eye. Literally, everything was just as radiant and new in the jewelry store. Ever since I arrived at the mansion, even in the early months, I had no belongings of my own. It felt like I was starting afresh, but the last few days have proven otherwise because my past has always found its way to catch up with me.I stared at the jewelry, running my hands through it. I saw a rare one that had sapphires on it. It was Silver. I touched it but immediately removed my fingers as the sizzling started, accompanied by a nasty pain."Ouch!" I blew some air on my fingers as the jeweler rushed to my sides."I'm sorry, ma'am. There are gloves for this; it is silver, just in case you want to buy it for a loved one.""Why do you sell silver products when you know this is a pack?" I hissed. "I'm so sorry, ma'am. Due to popular demand, I do have a jewelry store in the city. It just got mixed up." I sho

Freda's POV "I do not know how to talk to him," I said to Freda that I was a little bit distraught from the pain. My body was screaming hot. I still didn't know why I wasn't healing as fast as I should. "What do you mean you do not know how to talk to him? He is your mate, Freda; a kid would make everything alright. You just have to want it just as much as him." Sophia winked, with laughter coming out of her. I came out of the closet immediately, snacking on her arm. "What the hell are you saying?" Sophia had been rambling and cracking jokes. I knew what she was saying, but something in me wanted to prove her wrong. I wanted to be sure it wasn't what I was thinking. Please, Freda, don't pretend you don't know what I am talking about. You think we don't hear you when you guys are busy smooching each other in his room." I felt the blood rush to my face as I hid from her. "You are being ridiculous. You just want to rile me up." "I'm not." She began. "You are living in a house full