Freya's pov.
The pale autumn sun streamed through the small bedroom window. I stretched as I woke, careful not to wake the girls. I grabbed the clock on the side table. Seven A .M.
The door opened.
“Oh sorry, if I'd known you were awake I would have knocked. I've come to wake the girls up for school.” Trevor said apologetically.
“It's fine - it's your house you don't need to knock.” I smiled at him.
“No, this is your part of the house and I should be respectful of your personal space, so I apologise.” He said firmly.
“Sorry for falling asleep last night. I really wanted to finish our conversation.” I told him softly.
“I’m not working today so we have all day. Once the girls are off to school maybe we could have breakfast together?” He suggested hopefully. The sparkle in his eyes m
