Chapter61: Anger and disappointment

Freda's POV I lay on my bed, the weight of my thoughts pressing down on me. Hardin, that complicated and troubled man, had left a mark on my heart that I couldn't seem to erase. Despite all the pain and hurt he had caused, I found myself unable to shake him from my mind. I closed my eyes, hoping to find some respite from the memories that haunted me. I tried to conjure up all the horrible things he had done, the lies, the betrayal, the way he tore my world apart. I wanted to focus on those moments, to remind myself of the pain he had inflicted, in the hopes that it would extinguish this lingering affection. But as hard as I tried, my mind drifted back to the moments of tenderness, the stolen glances, and the fleeting moments of joy we had shared. It was as if those memories had a gravitational pull, drawing me back into the web of emotions I had tried so desperately to escape. Confusion washed over me, mingling with frustration. How could I still feel this way for someone who had hurt