Jayce’s P.O.V
I was finally back in Scotland, at her Freya’s parents’ house, I let them know I was coming but made sure they never said anything, so they left the door open for me since it was only six a.m., never wanted to wake anyone up. I made my way in quietly, heading upstairs to where Freya’s room was. I sat my bag down quietly, making sure not to wake her. I smiled when I seen her. She was fast asleep, cradling her small bump in her hands, my over-sized tee on. God I have missed her beautiful face. It feels like months we have been apart not only weeks. I stood there for a moment watching her as she slept, listening to her breathe.
I quietly made my way over to the bed, sitting on the edge. I placed a kiss on her forehead softly, not hard enough for her to wake. I pushed the hai
