Chapter 20
I forgot about my throbbing head when I got back to the flat. Logan’s ute was parked at the kerb. I’d been sure Sarah had been texting him earlier, and now I had confirmation.
I pulled into the drive and parked behind Sarah’s VW, slamming the door when I got out of the car. Then I stormed inside the flat, ready to go to war.
Sarah jumped up from the couch, an anxious smile on her face. A huge bunch of flowers rested on the coffee table in front of her. My stomach lurched. Logan had never bought me flowers. He sat at the kitchen table, spinning a glass of water around and around, the nervous gleam in his eyes matching Sarah’s. They had good reason to be nervous. I was about to explode.
‘Tyler, Logan has something he’d like to say to you,’ said Sarah, wringing her hands. ‘I’ll
