chapter 38

 Logan’s POV

I sat alone in my room. It was so quiet I could hear my own breathing. I stared at the wall, but my mind wasn’t really on it. Instead, my thoughts kept going to Leigh. I didn’t know why, and it bothered me. I told myself that thinking about her was a waste of time. We didn’t even get along. She was stubborn and rude and always had to argue with me. But for some reason, I couldn’t get her out of my head.

“Why am I even thinking about her?” I mumbled to myself, frowning. Leigh and I had nothing in common. We weren’t friends, and we didn’t like each other. We were like fire and ice—always clashing. Every time we talked, it ended in a fight.

But as much as I tried, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I thought about her laugh, which was loud and real. I remembered her smile, the rare times she showed it. And then there was that look in her eyes. She looked