Chapter 297

Logan’s POV

Her laughter softened into a contented sigh as I carried her down the hallway. It felt... nostalgic. Familiar. Like we were teenagers again, back when life was less complicated.

When we reached her room, I gently placed her on the bed. She looked up at me, her cheeks flushed from laughing so much.

“Thank you, Logan,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

I leaned down and kissed her forehead, lingering just long enough to feel her relax under my touch. “Good night, Isabella.”

“Good night,” she replied, her smile soft and genuine.

I straightened up and walked around to the other side of the bed, lying down beside her. For a while, neither of us spoke. The room was quiet, but my mind was anything but.

I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts racing. Memories of our past flooded my mind, vivid and unrelenting. I rememb