Chapter 19

Logan’s POV

You never know what it’s like to be in pain, what it’s like to feel like you couldn’t breathe unless you held on to someone until the only person you’ve ever loved, who has ever loved you gets killed in front of you. And you realize that the only hand you needed to hold on to so you could breathe had just been snatched from you.

That was the agonizing pain I felt when I saw Santiago DeAngelo get killed right in front of my eyes. It was still the same trauma that keeps me up at night, knowing that I was right there that night and couldn’t save him. I’d watched him from the rope he’d been tied with as he took his last breath.

I could still feel the pain compressing down on my chest now as I traced my thumb on the antique silver cufflinks in my palm, staring at its shimmering light in the dark car as we proceeded towards Dani’s direction.

Santiago DeAngelo was my uncle. The only man who’s ever loved me purely, who had taken me in whe