Chapter 488

Logan’s POV

A vivid image flashed in my mind, stopping me in my tracks. Layla. She was standing there in a wedding gown, her smile brighter than the sun. She looked so happy, so radiant, and for a moment, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace.

But the image was fleeting, and when it faded, I was left with an even heavier weight in my chest.

I turned back to the hall, forcing myself to focus on the present. Isabella walked over to me, her face glowing with excitement. “What do you think, Logan? Isn’t it perfect?”

“It is,” I said quietly, though my voice lacked conviction.

She frowned, tilting her head. “What’s wrong? You’ve been quiet all day.”

I shook my head, plastering on another smile. “Nothing’s wrong. Just taking it all in.”

She seemed satisfied with that answer and went back to her tasks, but I could feel her eyes on me, watching.

As the day wore on, I couldn’t shake the unease that gripped me. I sho