AVERY’s POV

He stood there staring at me like he was daft. He is the last person I expected to see in my house, especially not at a time like this! I looked tattered and injured. I hated the fact my son had to see all that.  I moved close to him and yanked Logan away from him.

“I ask again, what are you doing in my house?!”

I exclaimed angrily.

“Mummy, why are you bleeding? Is something wrong with you?”

Logan asked but I quickly covered his mouth with my ...