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LOGAN

Sleep hadn’t come easily last night and my entire day has gone by like a blur.

I was replaying the scene with Ashley from the mall, over and over in my head, trying to gauge if she was being sincere or leading us into some sick trap by pretending to be happy despite finding out how I’d gotten rid of her by wiping her memories.

Part of my shock from yesterday was borne from the fact that no one’s memory had ever been reversed after I wiped it. But somehow, the one person who I never wanted to regain hers has found a way around it.

It was as though the universe saw that I was slowly reaching the peak of happiness as my bond with Scarlett strengthened and it wanted to ruin everything for me.

“God, Logan,” Scarlett snapped her fingers in front of me to draw me back to reality, groaning and rolling her eyes at me, “I know exactly what’s on your mind and like I’ve told you a hundred times, there’s nothing to be worried about.”

I sighed deeply, watching her go into the bathroom an