Chapter 777

Logan's POV

Isabella hesitated, but then she answered, her voice softening. 

“He’s fine. He misses you, though. We both do.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat. I missed Damien too. But every time I looked at him, I was reminded of the mistakes, the life I was trapped in.

“Tell him I’ll call him soon,” I said, my voice low.

“Logan...” Isabella’s voice cracked. 

“I don’t know what’s going on with you, but... I’m worried. You’re so distant. So cold. I don’t even recognize you anymore.”

I looked out the window, my jaw clenched. She was right. I wasn’t the man she thought I was. Hell, I didn’t even recognize myself anymore.

But I couldn’t deal with her breakdown right now. I had enough on my plate.

“I’ve got to go,” I said abruptly. “Take care of yourself, Isabella.”

Before she could respond, I ended the call, tossing my phone onto the passenger seat. My chest felt tight, my stomach twisted in knots.