Emma POV

I stared at the ring on my finger.

This was so surreal. I was engaged. I would be someone’s wife. Me. Emma. I would be a wife.

A small smile spread across my face. I liked that I would become Logan’s wife. I wanted it. I wanted to be tied to him in every way possible.

“I can’t wait to wake up to this every day for the rest of my life.” I heard Logan’s voice, and I looked up.

He was leaning on the doorframe, ...