Chapter 855

Logan's POV

Over and over, the words slipped through my clenched teeth, raw and bitter, as I paced my room like a man who had just lost everything. 

Because, in a way, I had. Layla. 

The woman who had somehow found her way under my skin, into my heart, and now…now she looked at me like I was a stranger. 

No, worse. Like I was a liar. A cheater. A man she could never trust again.

And maybe she was right.

I ran a hand through my hair, gripping it tightly, trying to make sense of everything. 

The commotion earlier, the argument, the way she walked away from me without looking back. It was all my fault. 

Every damn thing. I had lied by omission, thinking that if I didn’t say the words, if I didn’t tell her about Isabella, then it wouldn’t matter. 

That she would never have to know. But secrets have a way of crawling out from the darkness, and mine had just blown up in my face.

But