~Logan's POV~

The sunlight streamed through the windows of the apartment, but all I could see was her.

Still sitting cross-legged on my couch, her hair a messy bun around her head, her eyes were so soft and trusting, even after everything I barely managed to tell her last night.

She didn't even freak out as i was expecting. I didn’t deserve her.

But selfishly, I wasn’t going to let her go.

I pushed myself off the wall where I’d been leaning and crossed the room toward her.

She ...