Ronan’s POV
Fiona’s words kept ringing in my ears. It made me feel bad that I have been negligent of Freyas feelings. Maybe i did know and i wasn’t just paying attention to it. My body felt tired as i dragged it to the room. She was curled up on the couch reading as always. Taking in a deep breath. I approached her from behind masaging her shoulders. She shrugged me off.
I repeated it again and this time she didn’t hesitate to smack my hand with the book in her hand. I huffed in frustration and sat in front of her with my hands clasped together. I observed her closely for a few seconds, she looked sleepy. It’s obvious she didn’t go to bed because she was waiting up for me. She can be a big baby sometimes.
“Honey, do you plan on not talking to me?” I asked despite knowing the answer sh
