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~FREYA~ "Why did you do it?" he finally asks; I can hear the anger in his voice. It didn't do anything to help with the pain, in fact, his anger only made me feel a hundred times worse. Lucas had never used that tone with me before, which bothered me. I didn't do this to upset him. I knew he would have felt guilty, but I didn't think he would be this pissed by my actions. "Why did I do what?" I whisper, still struggling not to show him how much pain I was in. "Why would you take the punishment for me, Freya?" he growls. "Why would you do something like that?" I wince, unsure how to answer his question without revealing my strong feelings for him. "You were drugged," I whisper. "They wanted to throw you into a pool, amongst other things. I knew my father would give me a lighter pun