Chapter 25
Fallon POV I wake up with a massive smile on my face, I stretch out and feel his side is cold. I turn around, grab the pillow and inhale deeply. Oh I love that smell, pine cone and embers. I get up, take a shower, get dressed and tie my shoulder length hair into a loose ponytail, letting some strands frame my face. Feeling complete for the first time in forever I open my door and skip down the stairs but stop when I hear voices. He’s here! I squeal in my head and dash down to the living room. When I enter he stands quickly but my legs feel like giving out. He’s taller than dad, much taller, has the haircut I told him to get, such a softy, but his hair looks like agar wood. I couldn’t make out all his features last night in the moonlight, his beard is neatly trimmed, but oh my that scar. I
- Writer
