Logan's POV
I felt a heat rise in my chest. Hers? It was unbelievable. "I don't belong to anyone, Cordelia," I replied coldly, my gaze no longer able to hide the hatred that was growing stronger. "I can choose where I go and who I see."
"Logan, you can't keep doing this!" She stepped forward, getting closer until we were only inches apart. "I've been patient enough. I've stood by you and supported you, and now you're just going to leave? Just for a woman who doesn't even think about you?"
I clenched my fists, trying to keep myself from exploding. But Cordelia pushed me further over the edge. "Cordelia, listen. We've been done a long time ago. I respected you as a friend, or at least I used to. But it's over. You know that. And I know that."
She stared at me in disbelief. "You can't jus
