~LOGAN’S POV
I was disappointed and upset at how everything had played out. Disappointed was an understatement of how I felt hence like a chicken who had been drenched in the rain, I returned home, with a frown etched to my face. Immediately I arrived home, I flung my bag to the maid and headed quickly to my room.
Taking my cloth off angrily, I threw them off angrily and dashed into the bathroom, hoping the drip from the shower would somehow wash away the pain and hurt I was feeling and going through at that point. I hoped it would help me feel better and more at ease. I could not get her off my mind no matter how hard I tried. The shower wasn’t offering any help either. I held my head tight, trying to shut her out of my head. The pain in her eyes would not cease to leave me.
It got me
