Emily's POV

“You bitch!” Mrs. Michealson's voice pierced the silence, her amber eyes scanning my features with a hint of disdain as she neared me.. With puckered lips, she scrunched her face and neared me, each step she took towards me caused my blood to boil m

Tension hung heavily in the air, her quizzical eyes boring into mine. Her heels clacked on the polished tiles and I restrained myself from insulting her. All I wanted was to ignore her since we had an urgent flight to book but a morbid curiosity compelled me into staying to hear what she had to say.

“You have a son for Logan!” She...