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Finding Avery Billionaire Love Story Trilogy Book 1
img img Finding Avery Billionaire Love Story Trilogy Book 1 img Chapter 5 The Unexpected Arrival
5 Chapters
Chapter 6 A New Life img
Chapter 7 The Unexpected Dinner img
Chapter 8 The Bond img
Chapter 9 The Fall img
Chapter 10 The Game Begins img
Chapter 11 The New Beginning img
Chapter 12 A Beautiful Surprise img
Chapter 13 The Twins Arrival img
Chapter 14 The Unexpected Return img
Chapter 15 The Plan img
Chapter 16 The Unexpected Guest img
Chapter 17 The Shocking Encounter img
Chapter 18 The Contract img
Chapter 19 The Big Reveal img
Chapter 20 The Dinner Date img
Chapter 21 The Confrontation img
Chapter 22 The Pursuit Of Love img
Chapter 23 Two Can Play The Game img
Chapter 24 The Office Clash img
Chapter 25 The Revelation img
Chapter 26 The Game Is On img
Chapter 27 The Waiting Game img
Chapter 28 A Night To Remember img
Chapter 29 The News Spread Like Wildfire img
Chapter 30 The Shocking Truth img
Chapter 31 The Fall Out img
Chapter 32 The Confrontation img
Chapter 33 The Truth Comes Out img
Chapter 34 The Explanation img
Chapter 35 The Reunion img
Chapter 36 A Start of Something New img
Chapter 37 A Day Out With Ethan img
Chapter 38 The Revelation img
Chapter 39 Whisper In The Night img
Chapter 40 A New Chapter img
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Chapter 5 The Unexpected Arrival

Avery's POV

I stood in Grandma's room, surrounded by the familiar scent of her perfume and the memories we had shared. The soft, golden light of the afternoon sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. I felt a lump form in my throat as I took in the familiar sights the old wooden dresser, the comfy armchair, and the bed where Grandma had slept for so many nights. The creaks and groans of the old house seemed to whisper her name, and I half expected her to walk through the door, a warm smile on her face. The air was thick with the scent of old books and lavender, and I could almost hear the echoes of our laughter and tears. I sat on her bed, feeling the softness of the mattress and the familiarity of the blanket. I closed my eyes, and for a moment, I could almost hear her gentle voice, whispering words of comfort and love. As I sat there, my eyes fell on the drawer where she kept her important stuff. I remembered the letter she had mentioned in her note, the one she wanted me to read after her funeral. I opened the drawer, my heart racing with anticipation, and found the letter folded neatly inside. I could perceive the smell of cinnamon and cloves on the paper, and the ink was still shining bright like it was written this morning, the words were beautifully, written in Grandma's distinctive handwriting. I unfolded the letter, my hands trembling as I began to read. My dearest Avery, If you are reading this, then I am gone. I know I never mentioned your dad, and that's because I was angry. He broke your mother's heart and married someone else. Though, a year after her death, he sent me a letter apologizing, saying he did it to protect her. His parents had arranged a marriage for him, and when he refused because he loved your mom, they threatened to cut him off. But then they threatened to cause harm to your mom and me. He knew they weren't bluffing because he knew what they were capable of. I wrote back to him and told him that your mom was late, but I didn't mention you. I was scared he would take you from me. I know I was selfish, but you were my only family, and I just couldn't let you go. A few days ago, I wrote to him and told him about you. I know if he gets the letter, he will come for you. Please go with him, Avery. You deserve a chance at a better life. With all my love, Grandma I finished reading the letter, my eyes welling up with tears. I felt a mix of emotions - shock, anger, sadness, and confusion. Why had Grandma kept this secret from me? Why had she never told me about my dad? As I stood there, trying to process everything, I heard a knock at the door. I wiped my tears, wondering who it could be. I wasn't expecting anyone. I opened the door, and my heart skipped a beat. A tall, handsome, elderly-looking man in his late forties, wearing an expensive black suit, stood at the door. His green eyes, identical to mine, sparkled with a mix of curiosity and sadness. He had a strong jawline and a chiseled nose, and I could see the lines of age etched on his face. "Can I help you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. The man looked at me, his eyes scanning my face, taking in every detail. "Avery?" he asked, his voice low and husky. I nodded, feeling a shiver run down my spine. Who was this man? "I am Richard Windsor," he said, his words like a thunderclap in my mind. "I am your father." I stumbled backward, feeling like I'd been punched in the gut. My father? The room started spinning, and I grabbed the doorframe to steady myself. I could feel my heart racing, and my breath caught in my throat. Richard Windsor took a step forward, his eyes filled with concern. "Avery, are you okay?" he asked, his voice full of worry. I shook my head, trying to clear the fog. This was my father? The man who had broken my mother's heart? The man who had married someone else? I looked at him, really looked at him. He had the same green eyes as I, the same nose and lips. I saw a resemblance to myself, and it was like looking into a mirror. I felt a strange sense of connection, like a thread had been pulled tight, connecting us. "I...I don't know what to say," I stammered, my voice shaking. Richard Windsor smiled, a sad smile. "You don't have to say anything, Avery. I just wanted to meet you, to see you." I stared at him not saying a word, everything happening felt like a dream I was just trying to process it's all.

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