“My mother was a fool for not sending you away when I had you. God knows I wanted to, but she said you were too frail and might not make it. Thank god you won’t be here for much longer. Odin and I will make sure of it.”
That catches me off guard. “He wants to send me away, too?”
“He’s only been around you a handful of times and already can’t stand you. But what do you expect? You’re pathetic, Anna. My greatest disappointment.”
Hurt spears me, making me angry at myself. Why do I let her words bother me so much? You’d think I’d be used to it by now, but I’m not. My eyes mist over as I blindly leave the parlor.
“Anna?”
I turn, finding Odin. Judging by the look on his face, he heard enough, which makes this feel ten times more embarrassing. I give him a watery smile and make my way up the stairs. I know he’s close and follows me into my room, closing my door behind us.
I spin to face him.
“Is it true?”
“Which part?”
I gape at him. Which part? Like he has to choose?
“Are you going to send me away?”
“Yes.”
I should be relieved, but I’m not.
“Why?”
“You know why.”
“And the rest?”
He stares at me, never saying a word.
“If that’s how you feel, then why are you so fucking hellbent on keeping me locked in this room? If I’m so pathetic, then it shouldn’t matter to anyone what I do!”
“Like I told you before, you misbehaved and needed to be taught a lesson.”
“I’m an adult, not a child!”
He doesn’t answer, and shakes his head, laughing softly to himself.
“Goodbye, Anna.”
I let out a frustrated sound when he leaves and lock the door behind him.
“Asshole!”
Going to my closet, I dig out three pills and toss them into my mouth. I find my phone and I send Freja a text.
Freja
I’m going out of my mind.
My offer still stands.
I’m seriously thinking about it.
Just give me the word.