Chapter 50

I washed the now empty plate and mug in the sink before leaving it on the draining rack to dry. I couldn't spend my day decorating like I normally would as Logan had asked me not to play with the electricity in case I hurt myself. It didn't matter what Logan had said as I had no idea how or what I would have to do.

I walked back through the living room, my eyes glued to the cream carpet under my feet as I made my way through the house. A white envelop on the floor in front of the door caught my attention as I walked over to it. I hadn't heard the letter box being opened or closed while I was in the kitchen or a knock at the door to signal that a letter had been posted.