Chapter 22: The Tense Ride Home
Logan's POV
The drive home from Northwestern Memorial was suffocating and tense as I didn't know what to think or do, this was a scenario that I never expected to have. Katherine sat in the passenger seat, occasionally glancing at me with concern but wisely saying nothing, knowing that I wasn't in the right mood for any conversation. Nick was in the back, unusually quiet, staring out the window with that confused, hurt expression he'd worn since Sedona had pulled her hand away from his.
I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles going white. The image of that man—Cameron, she'd called him—with his arm around Sedona, the way he'd stepped between us so protectively, the threat in his eyes when he'd looked at me. It played on repeat in my mind, making
