~Avery's POV~

Alena and I were sitting on her porch. After she told me that her son was my father, making her my grandmother, I was stunned. I didn't speak or react for fifteen minutes. Alena had brought me coffee with milk and sugar and put it on the table. I took a sip and opened my mouth but closed it again. This same procedure carried on for another five minutes before I found my voice again.

”How?” That was all I asked.

”Love, that's how. Love is the most ...