*~~Chapter One Hundred and Five~~*

{~~Avery Sterling~~}

I woke up to a very strange dream or I guess that’s incorrect. It wasn’t a dream, it was a recollection of a past event. The letters. Goodness, I'd been so young when I wrote the,. So heartbroken and so in love with a boy who didn't know I existed. I never had the guts to send it to him. He was my sister boyfriend for goodness sakes, I was not a fluzzie or delusional. I didn’t believe he could love me back. He was too into her sending that letter might have ruined my chances of leaving. And my parents would have hated themselves has word of what I wrote in their letters got out. I hope they just threw everything out of my room after I left.

Surely, what else could they have done with it?

The side of the bed where Logan slept was empty, and the sun was barely out, which meant I had to get some coffee in me and get ready for work while also searching for my husband. I headed down to the kitchen and was stunned to find Logan seated around the kitchen counter with a s