XANDER
It's past midnight when I finally stumble home from a short but exhausting flight. I only hopped over to L.A. to confront Logan Miller in prison and flew back to Evanston in the afternoon. I haven't had a decent sleep in the past five days, and this flight weariness is sucking the life out of me like a thirsty leech on a mission.
I'm so stressed and drained. Life's been throwing non-stop storms my way, but I gotta stay strong for my girl, especially now that I'm about to become a father. Her pregnancy might not be 100% confirmed since home test kits can give false positives sometimes, but I can't wait to tell her about Logan's revelations. It'll definitely lift her spirits.
How can you be so sure it's yours?
Honestly, it felt like a ton of bricks was lifted off my chest the mome
