Marshall's POV
The night with Freya still echoed in my mind as I returned to my chamber. The room felt quieter than usual, and I couldn't help but replay the romantic moments we shared. Her laughter, the warmth of her kiss — they lingered in the air.
I sat down, the images of Freya's smile playing like a movie in my head. It was the first time I felt this kind of happiness, and I couldn't shake it off. The words of love she spoke echoed in my thoughts, making the room feel warmer than it ever did.
As I sat there, lost in these thoughts, I realized something had changed within me. I found myself smiling, something I hadn't done in a while. Freya had a way of bringing joy, a feeling I thought was long lost. The replay of our moments together was like a balm to my soul.
The room became a
