Aerith's POV:
I was standing by the center table in the kitchen while Freya was putting finishing touches to breakfast while I served them and placed them onto a tray.
Freya passed another plate to me and I dished food into it before placing it on the tray. She bent and rested on the center table while watching me as I arranged the tray.
"You look so different." Freya commented.
"Different?"
"I mean in a positive way. You look happy and I'm super glad about that." She smiled.
"Really?" I paused for a moment to regard her
"Yes, really. In the last couple of weeks, you have changed. You smile more often and there's this permanent blush on your face." She said,
"I didn't want to say anything at first so it wouldn't feel uncomfortable. That was why I withheld my comment. I just want y
