Sitting on the front steps of the brick office building, I clasp my hands tightly together, the pressure a desperate attempt to ground myself amidst the overwhelming rush of emotions.
Suddenly, I hear footsteps approaching, and without looking up, I sense Logan settling down next to me on the steps. He doesn't say anything, and for that, I'm grateful. His silent presence is comforting.
We sat there together for a while, the only sound was the soft rustle of leaves in the breeze.
Gradually, my sobs quiet down, my breathing steadying as the adrenaline slowly fades away. I glanced sideways at Logan, offering him a small, grateful smile.
I turned to Logan, my tear-streaked face meeting his understanding gaze. Without hesitation, I climb onto his lap, straddling him as he wraps his arms a
