I really don't feel like going back to Seattle tomorrow, all those bad memories. I shake the thoughts away. I will have to sell the house because I don't want it. I'm grateful that I don't have to do this on my own. I got my husband and my best friend by my side to help me. I am finally a free woman, no more worries about anything else.
I sit in the office of our house, Connor and I took off for the rest of the week due to Seattle. I make a list of things to do when we get there. I also want to stay in a hotel which Will's father is now in charge of. My thoughts go back to Will. Where is he? Why hasn't he tried anything? Is being married to Connor successful in getting rid of him? I hope so.
"Are you sure that you are ready to go tomorrow?" I look at Connor standing against the doorfra
