Chapter 31

Andrew's POV

Sitting in the living room watching 'Harry Potter and the Prisoner from Azkaban' while Freya was laying next to me with her head on a little couch pillow leaned on me.

I ran my fingers through her hair making her look up at me as I smiled down to her before leaning in, pressing my lips to her head making her smile back.

"I'm going to get lunch ready, your dad should be here soon and I know with going tonthe school first he won't have much time so it'll be nice to already have some sandwiches ready."

Her smile widened even further as she looked up at me.

"Do you want some help? I'd love to help."

She sat up while picking up the remote then pausing the movie before turning to look at me with happiness yet curiosity in her eyes.

I wish I knew what she was thinking sometimes, it's hard to read her. She is so expressive yet she can show different emotions at the same time making it hard to decipher between them.

"I'd love the help, come on my little Freya, let's go make some