Chapter 42

• Ronan’s POV
• Fiona’s words kept ringing in my ears. It made me feel bad that I had been negligent of Freya's 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 massaging 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.