Logan’s POV

“What happened?”

Lucia’s voice broke the silence like a dagger sliding through silk.

I stood by the window, staring into the dark, trying to steady my pulse. My jaw was clenched so tightly it ached. Her question hovered in the air, but I said nothing.

“What, you’re not going to talk now?” she scoffed behind me. “You were quite expressive a few hours ago when you were in my arms.”

I turned.

Slowly and calmly.

I turned like a man who had just realized he’d ...