Freddy’s POV

“I can hear you, scoop!” Freyja called out and I smiled to myself as I led Red out to the living room downstairs.

“I’m not hiding Frey!” I responded and she turned around and saw me coming down the stairs, nothing prepared me for the full speed with which she ran into my hands.

I was taken aback but returned the hug, holding her tight.

“You jackass! It’s been what? Two years? I’m reaffirming the fact that you probably don’t like me, hatred at its peak!” She teased and I laughed, more than happy to see her.

It’s funny that Jeremy was my immediate younger brother and fair...