I left the kitchen and went straight to Logan's study room to get my manuscripts. I wanted to write and keep myself busy as I waited for him.
I searched the whole bookshelves, but my manuscripts were not there. Perhaps, he took them to his bedroom. I shrugged and went back to my room.
A deep sense of loneliness and longing to be with Logan began to drive me mad. I wanted to hear his voice again. I hid my body under the duvet after changing into a beautiful nightgown, wishing he would come and chat with me, but he did not come.
Sleep disappeared from my eyes as I kept wondering why he was so mysterious and indecipherable. I walked to my closet and brought my mysterious box out. I needed to read the words again and stop my heart from falling deeply in love with Logan. However, the magi
