Freya’s P.O.V
Peeking through the kitchen window, I took a glance at the quadruplets who ran around with bubbles floating around them, their laughter echoing in the yard. The gardener watered the flowers, a soft grin spreading across his face as he playfully popped a drifting bubble. Amusement lingered in his expression for a moment before he refocused on the task at hand.
Their joy was contagious, and I couldn't help but be glad that they didn't fight today. Because they got into fights every minute.
Sliding back to my chair, I scrolled through my phone, trying to select the perfect gift since Elsie’s birthday was coming up in the next three days. However, I couldn't focus because of the burning gaze of Hannah whose eyes singed my cheeks.
I heaved an exasperated sigh, placing my pho
