ALLISON:
The yacht finally came to a stop, but Logan was nowhere in sight. Not that I cared, or at least that was the story I was sticking to. His bodyguard, Kane, guided me toward the ride waiting to take me to the apartment.
I felt a quick urge to ask where Logan was, but I caught myself. If he ever finds out that I was asking about him, he would think I actually cared about him.
When we pulled up to the main gate, a security guard stopped us to ask a few routine questions, which Kane cleared up in seconds. Once we were allowed into the estate, I couldn't help staring out the window. The houses were all gorgeous.
Kane handed over the keys once we arrived.
The apartment wasn't huge, but it wasn't a closet either, just a single bedroom setup with a kitchen. A bitter knot formed in m
