Freya

“Hiii…” the words got stuck in my throat when the door opened and Dennis walked in, accompanied by one of the people who dragged his bag in.

“My sweet love!!” He exclaimed and then rushed over to hug me.

I couldn’t even hold him, my mind was on the bags in my room.

“What’s wrong? You look like you just saw a ghost. What’s going on? Don’t you want me here anymore?” Dennis asked when he finally unplugged from my body.

“Of course, I do. I’m just wondering why your ...