Logan's POV
The Alpha suite looks the same as it always has.
But we all know something has been changed, forever.
I've been sitting in this chair for three hours with an untouched glass of scotch on the table beside me and I can't find a single reason to move. The window is grey. The grounds below are quiet. Everything is exactly where it was before she left, and that should be a comfort, and it isn't.
I keep thinking the clear, sharp slap I had given her at the daycare, and how soon after, I had even threatened to take Noah away and let Eileen raise him.
I keep thinking about the night of the banquet. Eileen on my arm, the red dress, the way I'd matched my tie to it without thinking twice. Aurora standing at the dessert table with champagne drying on her face, her bruise showing, and
