Lycia

“How are you feeling?” Logan asked when I walked out of the dressing room.

I lifted one shoulder. “Much better now. I think that nap really helped.” I sat on the vanity stool and slipped in my earrings. “But I’m worried about my parents and my brother.”

His expression suddenly turned serious. “What’s wrong?”

“When I called Seven to invite him and our parents to the party tonight, he said he was alone in the restaurant.” I let out ...