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 things are in the room, I thought you would still be staying in your room.” I managed to let out while he took a step back, gave me a once over and then smiled.
“Baby… but this is my room. I only moved into the guest room because we had issues then. Now that it’s all resolved, I’m back where I rightfully belong. In our
