CHAPTER FOUR
LOGAN
We stand in silence for a moment, and I secretly hope she magically remembers everything. I imagine pulling her into my arms and telling her how much I love her as I kiss away her sadness. But as she looks up at me without that spark in her eyes, I know it’s not an option. There’s an old saying that states, if you love something let it go and if it comes back—it’s yours.
Will my Angel ever come back to me?
Kayla’s eyes meet mine and I take a step back, adding more space between us because being this close is dangerous. I have every part of her memorized, from her lips down to her toes. The smell of her skin surrounding me tests my willpower. She may have forgotten us, but I never will.
When Kayla is concentrating on something, she sometimes gets quiet and fidgets. A
