Kathrine'S POV
When i woke the next morning, I was all alone in bed and both the kids and Mark weren't there. When i turned to look at the clock, i was very surprised. This is the first time in long time that i slept for so long and peacefully without any nightmares. The anxiety of not seeing my kids next to me kicked in and out of panic, I fell down from the bed while trying to get down. That's when i saw the letter.
Although it was sweet gesture to help with the kids, the words written there would have moved me if it was 6 years ago. Sometimes having photogenic memory can be quiet cruel, especially when remembering that today was the day that i caught him f******stupid girls in his penthouse that i used to liked but now have a phobia of.
I really don't know how to feel about this day.
