Ella
The moment Logan uttered those words, “I’ll pick you up on the day of the party,” I felt an inexplicable knot tighten around my stomach.
Here I was, supposedly getting everything I wanted out of this arrangement. It was going exactly the way it was supposed to, and yet somehow, I felt as though my heart had been wrenched out of my chest. Why did I feel this way? Why did I suddenly care so much now when I had just been pushing him away?
“But the party’s not for another month!” I blurted out before I could help myself. The words hung in the air, awkward and palpable, leaving a silence in their wake.
Logan shot me a confused look, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of something else in my eyes. But then he shrugged, and the motion was so casual it made my stomach tighten eve
