Natalie's POV

After Weston left my room, I sat still for a quarter of an hour. I was glad that we had settled our issues and our relationship was back on track where it was before. I was glad that both of our personal problems had not caused an irreparable damage to our friendship.

I looked down at the floor and I remembered how hard I cried after reading that letter. It was angry, sad and confused tears, because what the hell? Why? Why would Asher send me something like that? Why would he threaten to kill me and everyone I cared for?

I packed my hair in a ponytail...