"Are you in love with her?"
Sharp and shaking, the words rang through the darkened room before I could stop them. With his back to me, Logan froze, his hands clutching the desk's edge as though it were the only thing keeping him rooted.
He whispered, "Eli," but I wasn't in the mood for his measured tone.
"Logan, respond to me." This time, I spoke more firmly, although the effort to control my emotions made my chest hurt.
He turned slowly, the dim light from the desk lamp casting shadows over his features. "This conversation is not appropriate at this time."
"No." With rage brewing beneath my skin, I took a step closer. "This is the precise moment. You owe me the truth after what Lina just acknowledged, after all the deception and trickery. Are you in love with her?
Logan's eyes met m
