Chapter 67 I'm Back Now, You're Done Warming His Bed

• Freda's POV
• I got out of the shower after a brief moment of being under. I felt a lot better as I came back to my room and sat at the edge of the bed, heaving a heavy sigh. Leaning backward to rest my back against the bed frame, the thought was not as hurtful as it was earlier on. I then suddenly thought about Miranda and how she was fairing where she was. I blamed myself for having sex with her captor. Enjoying myself while she was going through hell where was kept. I thought. I heaved a sigh as memories of us began to flash in my head.
• I remembered the last time that we were together before Hardin came with his men to kidnap us. I wished I had the power to turn back time, I would have turned back time to correct the mistake of going to the club that night. My mind wandered off to Hardin again, as I could not help but wonder why he had not come to me since. I heaved a sigh as I shrugged off the thoughts from my heart, standing up from the bed and walking to the window, looking outside to check what was going on outside the house.