Cora
"How can you not understand?" I asked quietly as he stared blankly at me. He was really so dumb, like literally. I cannot believe he wasted so many years because he was scared that I would hate him. For what? Wanting me?
Can I just slap him again?
I actually really wanted to, I swear. But he was genuinely upset and heck so was I. My brain felt like it would burst from all the overload of information. Grace was not Logan's mother. How the fuck...like...I don't even know how to react.
"I screwed up," he whispered, staring down at his hands. "And that's putting it mildly," I sighed and shrugged.
"Now you know," I muttered. "Had I not been so jilted at the moment I would have literally...so you were sleeping with those girls because you were...what, wanted to sleep with me?" Log
