CHARLIE'S POV:

It was now two and a half months after Grant had been put in prison for everything he'd done, and I hadn't heard anything from him whatsoever, until that morning. I walked out of mine and Brax's room and picked the post up, flicking through to see bills, bills and more bills, and then a stamped addressed envelope to me from Grant…

My hands were shaking as I opened it, scared to read it's contents…

"Dear Charlie,

First of all I want to apologise for how sorry I am for everything I did all those years ago and for what I did to you two months ago. I shouldn't have done. I should've left well alone and let you and Brax be happy because that's all I ever wanted, you to be happy, and Brax makes you that. He puts a smile on your face every single morning but I just wish it was me that was doing so.

Secondly, I've enclosed a visiting order, you don't have to accept it but I'd like you to. I'd like to see you face-to-face so I can have my chance to get my side of the story across, so I can explain why I did what I did. Please, Charlie. You and I both know this is the only way either of us will get closure after everything that's happened.

Best wishes, Grant"

I folded the letter in half and threw it in the bin, pocketing the visiting order…

BRAX' S POV:

"God, you scared me" Charlie proclaimed as I snuck up behind her

"Sorry. Everything okay?" I questioned, sitting down on the sand next to her

"Not really" she admitted as she handed me a piece of paper

"When did this arrive?" I asked, shocked at what I was reading

"This morning, it came with a letter which I threw away" she informed me

"So why have you kept the visiting order?" I inquired "you're not thinking of going, are you?"

"I don't know, Brax" she sighed "maybe Grant's right, maybe this is the way to get closure"

"Charlie, what is going through that pretty head of yours?" I asked "you and I both know what Grant's like. He'll manipulate you"

"Brax, I need you to be on my side" she begged, tears filling her eyes

"I'm sorry, Charlie, I can't be" I admitted, throwing the visiting order down before walking off

Oh dear, please don't hate me. All shall be resolved in due course, I promise…