Chapter Thirty-one
TwitchShe hadn’t expected Logan to back down from his protective stance and so wasn’t disappointed when he continued the dispute in bed. “Why don’t I remember her?” he demanded. He leaned up on one elbow and surveyed Hana’s face against the pillow. She fought tiredness and irritation.
“Can we not talk about this now, please? I need to picture happy thoughts if I’m to get any sleep tonight.” Her mind wandered unbidden through the corridors of the hospital until she faced the heavy fire doors to the mortuary. She groaned as they opened to reveal the sheet covered corpse of the poor dead man. “Too late.” She pushed herself upright and rubbed her fists across her eyes. Her palms slapped against the light sheet. “Thanks for that, Logan! Now all I can see is that poor man th
