Logan’s POV
The atmosphere was tense as I stood against the wall in my living room trying to stare everywhere but at the others. Madeline was sitting on the sofa with Emma next to her, who she insisted come along to this meeting for moral support. Fredrik was perched on one of the bar stools in the corner of the room on his phone. We were all waiting for Darius before we could begin, but the silence was becoming unbearable.
I had sent Darius to check in on Alina this morning. I despised the fact that I had to ask him to go, but he was the only one Alina might trust right now. It also helped that she had forgotten her bag last night, so I had the perfect excuse to send him. Darius was only too keen to take it to her, which made me feel very uneasy. No one has said a word about last night
