Chapter 283 Unsaid Words

Ella

As we pulled up to the lookout point, the dazzling city lights sprawled out beneath us like a twinkling tapestry.

The vastness of the view was breathtaking, and I felt a small shiver run down my spine, not from the cold, but from the sheer beauty of it all. Logan parked the car and turned off the ignition. The silence of the night was only punctuated by the faint hum of the city below.

“Come on,” he whispered, gesturing for me to follow. We clambered onto the hood of the car, the cool metal pressing into my legs, and sat side by side, staring out at the shimmering skyline.

The vast city lights stretched out before us, flickering in a rhythmic dance of night. It felt as if we were suspended between two worlds-the serenity of the elevated viewpoint and the bustling city below.

“It looks so small from up here,” I murmured, my fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on the cool metal of the car hood beneath us. “But when I’m in it, it feels endless.”

Logan chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling with amusement. “Big cities have that effect. What was your home city like?”

cool night air wash over me. “I was lucky, I quess, I began, my mind drifting back to earlier days. “I grew up in a penthouse in a

Logan asked. I nodded, smiling at the memory. “Yes, right across the street. We went there all of the time. Many afternoons were

together. It was

my bedside table back at my apartment. Logan seemed to absorb my words, looking out at the distant horizon. After a moment,

referring to. Taking a deep breath, I nodded. “Yeah, she isn’t my biological mom. And,

night stand.” He waited, giving me the space

really care about biology. Moana has been more of a mother to me than my biological mother ever was. She’s filled our home with love, warmth, and laughter. I’m so grateful she

smile played on Logan’s lips. “She must be

of gratitude. “We love each other dearly. She’s the reason

was quiet for a moment, then his voice broke through the night, softer than I’d ever heard it. “You’re very pretty when

thankful for the

machine we were perched on. “This is a

held an underlying tension, like an unsaid secret just waiting to

say that,” Logan began, his voice contemplative. “As soon as I was old enough, I began saving up for my first car-this car. And as soon as I was able to drive, I bought it and never looked back. I’ve always loved cars, ever

to look at him, intrigued. “An escape from

slightly. “From my home life,” he murmured, sounding somewhat apprehensive. I frowned, unsure if

heavy secret. “It wasn’t a good way to grow up,” he admitted. “And you know what’s funny? I sometimes resent people like

was taken aback. “What do

a loving family. I always thought you get one or the other.

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