** Freya’s POV **
The ride home seems to take forever. I ride in the back with Neo, like I had on the way here, but this journey is so different. I came here as a family unit. My mate, my son and my father. I had a pack and I was content. Now I travel back, as a single mother with no pack. I feel empty inside. Neo sleeps and my dad remains silent, probably unsure what to say, because what do you say to someone who has just had their life turned upside down in the blink of an eye?
I watch the scenery out the window, silent tears rolling down my face as we draw closer to the home I share with Joel. Nothing has changed there, all of his belongings remain. His favourite foods will be in the cupboards, and his dirty socks in the washbasket. It will all be there, waiting for his return, which
