LOGAN'S POV
Staring out the window, the beautiful view and cool breeze made me feel as if I had no worries. But the terrifying person beside me made sure I didn't dwell on that peace of mind for long.
I turned to glance at Beatrice. The stern look on her face made it obvious she was still angry.
I wasn’t angry anymore—I was just frustrated.
This wasn’t how I had planned my revenge on Amaya. I couldn’t believe I had acted that way just because I saw her being punished. I had never defended anyone like that before. The last time I did was for my ex-girlfriend, who was being threatened by a senior student.
Now, Amaya is making me do things without thinking.
The car ride pulled me back to reality—a reality filled with confusion. Why did I react that way when Amaya was being punished? And
