Chapter 37

Freya's POV Continued

Everything stopped in that moment, like someone hit pause on our life when I turned that one to face him.

He sat there perfectly still, his eyes taking it all in, he was holding his breath before he moved only his eyes to look up at me before they settled back on the painting in front of him.

His hands carefully reached for it, he sat it on his knees, holding it up, blocking me from seeing him, this being not only my most intimate one, but the largest of the bunch, but also the only one to be horizontal.

He lowered it just enough for me to see his eyes, fully glazed over, tears steadily falling down his face as I stood there perfectly still, frozen to my spot, worried he was upset with me.

He gently placed it down next to him on my bed before standing in front of me, looking down at me.

"You.... you were there? You saw us Freya?"

"I heard the music, I snuck down but when I saw you two I stopped on the stairs, not wanting to ruin it for you."

"That look, the one