Logan stayed in my room for most of the morning. Around 1000, my mother started calling for people to wake up. Logan had walked down the stairs of my room and into the landing. My mother, welcomes her and doesn’t even question where she came from. I watch the empty space now next to me; where she had spent the last few hours. I opened up to Logan and she opened up to me. I discovered things about her which I didn’t know I needed to know. We had spoken more about where she went, when did she come back; how she heard of my collapse.
I place my hand on the sheets; surprised to find that it's still warm from her presence. Her giggles echo in the back of my mind and I feel like an at ease. I throw the covers and I change into some jeans and a tee-shirt and when walked downstairs to get breakf
