Chapter 18

Freya’s P.O.V I scrubbed myself clean in the bathroom, over and over again. But no matter how many times I cleaned that man’s touch…it still felt like bugs were crawling all over my skin. How did I not see this coming? After the way he had caught my hand the first time? I may not have known the reason but his intensions had been clean even then. Why had I thought that ducking my head and just leaving it be would help me find a solution? It hadn’t been a solution. If anything, Mr. Agnes had thought of it as an encouragement that he could go further. I had encouraged him…hadn’t I? Had I brought this upon myself? As for my father…I had already lost all hope of his redemption a long time ago. But now, I resented him even more with each passing day. The only time he ever showed up was when he had to take my money. Money that I was earning with my own blood, sweat and tears after hours and hours of hard work. Getting out of the shower, to prevent myself from freezing, I wrapped a towel aroun