"Elaine, please don't misunderstand."

Selene's words almost made me laugh.

Thinking back to what she had said earlier while choosing bed linens, it seemed she implicitly viewed Logan as her boyfriend.

"Is this for Logan?" I asked, glancing at the bed linens she had picked out. It was the same blue-gray color Logan used to like. But things had changed—under my influence, he now preferred brighter colors.

Selene bit her lip, hesitated for a ...