Logan's POV

As the days rolled by, I could feel the weight of the situation hung heavily on my shoulders. Emily has been avoiding me and I'm still keen on getting the DNA test for Carl.

I paced back and forth in my room, my mind racing with various thoughts.

The sound of the door being slammed against the wall got my attention. With furrowed brows, I shifted my gaze in the direction.

A sigh escaped my lips when I realized it was Vivian.

“Good morning, Logan,” She greeted, holding a mug and stirring the content in it with a spoon.

“Morning but why do you have to bang the...