Chapter 565

Isabella’s POV

Logan's voice was calm, but there was a sharpness to it that made my stomach twist. He was sitting on the couch, his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made my heart race all over again.

I forced a smile, though I could feel it faltering. "Logan! I didn’t see you there," I said, my voice higher than usual. "I thought you were out."

He didn’t respond to my attempt at small talk. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, his gaze narrowing. "I’ll ask again. Where are you coming back from?"

The room felt suffocating, the walls closing in on me as his words hung in the air. I could feel the sweat forming at the back of my neck, but I couldn’t let him see me falter.

"Oh, um..." I began, my voice shaky. "I just... I went out to take care of some things. You know, errands."

Logan’s eyes didn’t leave mine, and I could see the suspicion growing in them. He leaned forward slightl