151: I am fucked

LOGAN

Despite having just asked her not to leave me, that's exactly what she was doing.

I frowned as she wiggled out of my grasp, and the lack of closeness made me feel a dull emptiness in my chest, but I was relieved that the excruciating pain from before hadn't returned as I loosened my arms around her and let her move off my body.

“Stop speaking, you're not well and you don't know what you're saying,” she said with an expressionless look as she sat beside me on the bed.

The lack of emotion in her voice didn't sway me from what she was trying to hide, that she was actually worried about me. I knew that because of how she’d run towards me even when everyone warned her not to come anywhere near me.

“I can't keep looking at those, they bother me,” she rolled her eyes at the chains that still restrained my legs to the bed, proving that I was right to believe that she was worried about me.

As she took them off, I watched her closely with her hair falling over her face and framing it so b