Chapter 345

Isabella’s POV

He didn’t look at me, his thumb scrolling aimlessly across the screen. “Nothing,” he muttered.

I let out a small sigh, leaning my head against his shoulder. “I can tell when something’s wrong. You’ve been so distant lately. You don’t talk to me like you used to. And I won’t lie to you. I always hear about Layla and an unborn child…is she a friend?”

I pretended no to know who Layla is and immediately I mentioned Layla’s name, Logan looked at me.

For a moment, he didn’t respond. I could feel the tension in his muscles, the weight of whatever thoughts were consuming him.

“Logan,” I continued, keeping my tone steady, “whatever it is, you don’t have to carry it alone. I’m here for you. You know that, right?”

Finally, he set his phone down and looked at me. His eyes were tired, shadowed with worry. “It’s just… complicated,” he said.