Ella
A thick wall of silence enveloped the room as Logan’s words floated through the air. His voice was stern and slightly raised, as though they had been working at some sort of argument for a while now.
“I’ll keep her safe because I care about her more than anything, and that’s all that matters, Mr. Morgan.”
My eyes widened, my heart pacing a marathon inside my chest. The resonance of his voice—a mixture of sincerity and frustration—latched onto me, sending my head spinning.
“What’s happening?” I whispered to my mother, who was standing there, blocking the way.
She shook her head. “Just men being men, honey,” she whispered back. “Just go back to Daisy’s room. They’ll get over it soon.”
But I wasn’t about to be pushed away now like a child witnessing a parental fight. Especially no
