181. Tamia's POV
I looked at Logan after he finished his long confession, or whatever it was, and I didn't feel anything.
My heart didn't tremble neither did it feel any joy, pain or pity.
He didn't arouse any kind of emotion in me.
There was this huge ice cube in the place where my heart used to be when it came to him.
Maybe if he had said all this before my baby died, I would have, just maybe, felt something.
If he had said all this before I held the cold body of my little bit in my arms, maybe I would have given him a better and quicker death.
But there was nothing there.
It was all cold and the peaceful face of At as I laid to him to rest was still playing on my mind as I looked at Logan.
It was all because of him.
He took my baby away from me.
He denied my baby the chance t
