Freya
Voices echoed around me, sharp and cruel.
“She seduced him…”
“Is she a whore?”
“Fire her.”
“She opened her dress for him.”
“She has no shame.”
“She’s a slut.”
I was shouting back desperately, tears streaming down my face. “I didn’t do anything! I didn’t do anything! Please believe me!”
But the crowd only grew louder. “It’s a...