The atmosphere outside the house was just as bright and luxurious as the inside. The warm sun embraced Aleah as soon as she stepped through the glass doors with Logan. However, she couldn’t escape the unease that settled in her gut like a frozen concrete block, determined to pull her under.
Aleah didn’t want to be alone with Logan or talk about their arranged marriage. Frankly speaking, in her opinion, there was nothing to talk about except how to end it all. And to add to her frustrations, Logan looked completely at ease with everything. Completely unbothered. He walked confidently with a smile on his face.
His charm was flawless. She had seen it in action a few minutes before when he had effortlessly persuaded his mother to grant them a moment alone to just ‘talk’. Charlotte Poverly ha
