Chapter 916

Logan’s POV

I sat in the backseat of my car, my fist repeatedly slamming against the leather as frustration burned through me. 

My jaw clenched, my chest tightened, and no matter how hard I tried to control it, the pain only grew stronger.

Layla was engaged.

Engaged.

The word felt like a blade slicing through my chest, leaving a wound that refused to heal.

I had barely been able to hold myself together when Maddie spat those words at me. 

I stood there, frozen, while she slammed the door in my face. And now, sitting in the car, the reality of it hit me all over again.

Layla had moved on.

Dani sat beside me, scrolling through his phone, but even he couldn’t ignore my anger. With a sigh, he turned his head to look at me.

“You need to stop taking it out of the car, man,” he said, his voice calm but firm. 

“What’s done is done.”

I shot him a sharp glare. “What's done?” I repeated, my