"You look…" Logan began, his voice trailing as he searched for the right words. "You look stunning, Sophia."
Sophia blushed, looking down at the floor for a moment before meeting his eyes again. "You don’t look so bad yourself, Mr. Kratos."
They both laughed softly, the tension between them easing slightly. But even as they exchanged light-hearted banter, there was an undercurrent of something more—something unspoken yet undeniable.
As they made their way to the car, Logan couldn’t help but steal glances at Sophia. The way the gown clung to her curves, the way her hair fell softly around her shoulders—it all made his heart ache with a longing he hadn’t allowed himself to feel in a long time.
The silence in the backseat was awkward at first, there was a partition in the Rolls Royce, se
