Chapter 62

Logan’s POV

I had not waited for any more of the bullshit my family had to say about my unruly fight with my brother before I stormed out last night. Fighting him was never a plan, but measures deserved to be taken accordingly when asked for. I know fighting was hopeless and childish but I hoped my father was satisfied with the circus of a show he put on last night. Because I did, every last bit of it.

I barely slept at night. Every conversation kept replaying in my head. Then, the image of my mother weeping at the table as I stormed out, Graziella’s voice calling after me, but I did not stop. I still woke up with the same anger. I did not have anything else to do here in Italy, and I planned to be out as soon as possible.

I ordered some gym wear, which was delivered to my room in an instant. What better way to get rid of bad energy than hitting the gym in the early morning? I took the elevator to the wide gymnasium in the hotel. I popped a gum int