Chapter 81. Alone Once More

Logan stood alongside the sleek red Ferrari in the bright sunlight, emanating charm in his beautiful black suit. His presence was magnetic as always, and he waited for me patiently, as he had done countless times before.

As I approached him, my heart was heavy with the realization that, while he was my first love, I was not his. His hazel eyes twinkled as he slipped on his shades, his stare fixed on me, unable to look away for a second.

A fringe haircut on dark red hair and hazel-colored eyes. His endearing personality made him even more appealing. He was very romantic, and his masculinity captivated women.

I wore the red Maxi he had given me for my birthday a couple of days before, even though I rarely wore heels. It astounded me how well he knew me, my tastes, likes, and dislikes, even though we had always kept a friendship limit.

"You look amazing," he said, and my heart skipped a beat, his words ringing sweetly in my ears.

He opened the Ferrari door