LOGAN'S POV
We both sat in my study, stealing glances at one another, as we waited for Isobel and Isla to talk. They had both suggested that we went somewhere more private, and I absolutely agreed. I definitely couldn't sit in that dinning room, and discuss my personal matters in the presence of others.
I stole another glance at Audrey, and I didn't need anyone to tell me that she was also as scared as I was. I truly couldn't explain how it made me feel. I felt hopeful. She didn't want our bond to be destroyed, and that showed for something.
Atleast, my new habit of dropping flowers at her doorstep every morning, was probably softening her heart. Oh, goddess! I loved her badly. And being away from her was so emotionally draining.
"You both..." Isobel began. "The disappearance of th
