Chapter 94

Layla’s POV

I did not know where we went but we arrived there in the late evening, the clouds angry and dark. As if my day could not get any worse. The ride had taken a long while, and throughout, we did not say a word to each other. I kept my distance, and he did, too. I knew he did not want anything to do with me. I had proposed for this wedding and tried to run from it when he was completely into it, and I would not have anything to do with me either.

The airplane landed, and we stepped out to find a Lamborghini parked below. Logan did not waste time and hauled us inside.

I wanted to ask him where he was taking me but decided against it. Asking him would not change a thing if he planned to go kill me and dump my body in some place. And it does not guarantee my life either.

On our way, I knew I needed to say something. He still looked angry.

“Logan…” I called, but he did not budge. “Logan, I am sorry…”

“Save it, Layla,” he turns