Chapter 18

Freya's pov

The anguish of seeing the man you love in pain,  being unable to do anything about it but watch as he tosses and writhes on the cold metal floor. the pain of  hearing his heart pounding loudly as he tries and struggling to keep himself alive and the sight of seeing him dying gradually before your eyes, the agony of seeing the blood dripping from his wounds; his face ashen and eyes glazed over. i couldn't get over the painful sights as the memories kept surging into my head in wa

    Memories that have no purpose other than to remind me of how useless i was beside him. They didn't just shoot him with noxious needles, they also pummeled him to stupor like a renegade war

i was completely broken down anytime i remember his injuries, by the gruesome way he was bruised by doctor jekyll's men.

   After beating him blue black and having satisfied their gratification on him, they dragged him away and separated both of u