Lucian POV
I catch an enchanting aroma from Freya when she walks past where I sit in her office. Her scent almost makes me melt. It’s such a familiar scent, one that my wife had when she was pregnant with our daughter. All since my lovely wife told me she was with child, I have always had a soft spot for pregnant women. Their bodies grow a being inside of it. There sweet souls are split each time they birth a baby. Their child receiving a piece of them as they are brought into this world. My daughter was only a few weeks old when she died, but she already had her mothers sweet spirit.
I close my eyes and think of my wife’s face. Her beautiful blue eyes were always soft and loving. Her jet-black hair would cascade down her body like a blanket. Her long legs were lean and tanned. Her lau
