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?”

back on my hands and letting the 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

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

and my dad got together. It was back when Moana was still my nanny. She took me across the street to a little farmer’s market, and bought me

Logan seemed to absorb my words, looking out at the distant horizon. After a moment, he turned to me, his gaze searching. “Ella, is it true what they said at that party about

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

little sister was the product of a one night stand.” He waited, giving me the space to continue or

me than my biological mother ever was. She’s filled our home with love, warmth, and laughter. I’m so grateful she came into my and

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

each other dearly. She’s the reason

than I’d ever heard it. “You’re very pretty when you talk about the past like that. When

up my cheeks, making me thankful for

a really nice car,” I remarked, trailing my fingers along its smooth red surface.

yet it also held an underlying tension, like an unsaid secret just waiting

first car-this car. And as soon as I was able

at him, intrigued. “An

home life,” he murmured, sounding somewhat apprehensive. I frowned, unsure if I should pry, but curiosity got the better of me. “Was

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

was taken aback.

eyes intense. “You grew up with both-money and a loving family. I always thought you get one or the other. But never both. I got the money part, sure, but the loving family? Not

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