Author’s POV
Freya kept turning on the bed nonstop she seem to have a lot on her mind. She knew what she saw last night and can’t possibly be overthinking it. It would have been best to turn down her intuition if there hadn’t been some kind of lie involved.
Raising half of her body she noticed Ronan moving around the room discreetly. She got tempted to ask him where he is headed so early in the morning. But she remained quiet letting him be by pretending to sleep. He left after kissing her on the forehead.
Because she didn’t get to sleep much during the night, the sleep eventually kicked in causing her to wake up later into the morning. Freya let out a loud yawn as she sat up glancing around the room like she can’t tell where she was. As soon as she got a grip on herself. The maids he
