Chapter 293

Logan’s POV

I paced back and forth, each step mirroring the rhythm of the ticking clock. My heart raced as the tension built inside me.

And then, as if on cue, a faint noise broke through the silence…a creek, like the sound of someone moving upstairs.

I froze, my eyes darting toward the staircase.

Was Isabella awake? Or was it something else?

The unease in my chest grew stronger as I stood there, motionless, waiting for another sound. But the penthouse fell silent once again.

I shook my head, trying to dismiss the paranoia. But deep down, I knew this wasn’t just about forgetting something. It was about the shadows of my past creeping back into my present.

I now have two women in my life Isabella and Layla.

With one last glance at the clock, I turned toward the stairs, determined to confront whatever…or whoever…