"Logan, I'm not sure I can do this if you ask me to."
Eli attempted to sound determined, but her voice wavered. Her words lingered between us like a heavy, unforgiving weight. She appeared to be holding herself together as she stood across the room with her arms folded tightly across her chest.
I was aware that there was more to this than the explosion, Lina, or even the person who had returned to our lives like a ghost. It was about the decisions we were going to have to make and the boundaries we were both being pushed to create.
"Do you think I should ask you this?" I said, sounding sharper than I meant to. "Do you believe I wanted any of this?"
Eli's ire surfaced as her eyes sharpened. "Logan, it's not about what you wanted. What you did is what matters. You gave her too much space
