Chapter Ninety
Logan’s POV
Her limbs almost give way underneath her, and I reach out to break her fall. But Trina pushes away from me like I have suddenly become the enemy. Her eyes dart at me in shielded accusation, and a tremble passes through her. My hands reach out again, but I don’t know what for. The decision has already been made, which is obvious from how guarded her gaze is. Something has changed. I don’t know what, but it definitely has.
“Trina,” my voice breaks, but she is far gone, moving away from me and heading back in the direction of the living room. She shakes her head as she walks as if stopping herself from doing something, from stopping and looking at me.
I watch her leave, my hands folded into fists by my side. For some reason, it feels like the goodbye I never wan
