Chapter 589

Logan’s POV

She had seen the way my gaze lingered too long on that locket. She had felt the distance between us, the quiet moments where my mind was somewhere else entirely.

She had every right to be angry. To hate me for it.

And yet, here she was, holding onto me like she still believed in us. Like she still wanted to believe in us.

I swallowed hard, tightening my grip around her.

"I promise," I had told her. "I’ll stop looking at her picture. I’ll put the locket away. For good this time."

And I meant it.

Because I couldn’t keep doing this to her. I couldn’t keep doing this to myself.

Layla was gone.

Isabella was here.

And if I kept living in the past, I was going to lose the only thing that still mattered.

I exhaled slowly, pressing a soft kiss to the top of Isabella’s head. Her body relaxed slightly against mine, and for a brief moment, I let myself believe that everything was going to