CHAPTER 89

LOGAN'S POV

"So what period do you think would be perfect for the wedding?" I asked, stroking her hair that laid on my thighs.

"Uhhhmmm..." She tapped her chin as she looked up at the ceiling in thoughts. "I'm not sure... Maybe we start preparations a month after the war."

"That sounds like a good plan. A month is just enough time to condole with the families and individuals who would bear any losses after the war." I sighed, and she looked at me, her eyes instantly reflecting sadness.

"Logaaan..." She softly chastised.

"I'm sorry honey, but that is the reality of things. In a war, there must be spoils and losses. Even if we win this war, which is...." I trailed off, trying to push away the uncertain way I felt.

"Logan, there would be no failure on our side. We would be victorious." She sighed, patting my cheek in assurance.

"Even if we are victorious, we would still encounter some losses. That is just facts. And sadly, there is nothing we can do to avoid it." I rea