Amelia’s POV

It’s been a week since Logan told me about the Paris business retreat.

The days passed like a blur; full of meetings, company reports, family dinners, and last-minute trip arrangements.

Logan and I texted and called a few times during the week, but it was just about the trip preparations and all. Nothing... personal.

Even though I told myself I was okay with that, deep down, I missed talking to him. I missed how we talked when there was no reminder of our ‘plan’.

In ...