I woke up feeling blissful, memories of the day before filtering through the haze of dreams, making me smile in delight. I rolled carefully to my left, expecting to see Logan still there beside me, but the space where he had slept was empty and cold. I felt a wrenching feeling in the pit of my stomach like it had dropped out. Had he left? Had he ever been here? I was brought back to myself when I heard the clang and clatter of dishes in the kitchen downstairs and crept out of bed feeling hopeful. Logan had been amazing all weekend, why would he up and leave? I was being ridiculous, and I knew it, but I guess some things were different now, since John. Would I ever get over what he had done to me? I sighed and pulled my hair up into a messy bun and then headed downstairs, not bothering to p
