The room was quiet except for the soft ticking of the clock on the wall.
I sat on the small sofa in Logan's study, my fingers nervously twisting together. Logan stood near the tall window, his arms crossed as if he had been thinking for a long time.
Then he spoke, his voice low but firm.
"Haley," he said. "I think we should get married."
I looked up in shock, completely caught off guard. "What… what did you say?"
He turned and met my gaze head-on. "I want you to marry me."
My heart pounded in my chest. "Logan... why?"
He didn't pause. "For Lily."
Silence fell like a hammer between us.
He stepped closer, his expression unreadable but serious. "You saw what happened, Haley. She is fragile. She's already experienced too much instability. She needs something perman
