LOGAN’S POV
I held my fist tightly as I was wild with anger. I knew he was up to something and whatever it was, I had to find out at all cost.
“Start talking.” I reminded him. He had a frown on his face as he clenched his fist and turned to look st me. At first, he buried his face in one of his palm before yanking it off quickly and staring at me in the face.
“That… was nothing.” He started. His voice was quite cool and calm and one would believe he was indeed very innocent but I knew I could not take the rail of believing he knew nothing. I would not take the chance of believing he was gullible to just come for no reason in particular. It was impossible for UK to believe father just wanted him here or he just wanted to cheer me up.
“How could you? Why did you do that? Why did you coll
