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?”

to earlier days. “I grew up in a penthouse in a beautiful part of the

a park right next to your penthouse?” Logan asked. I nodded, smiling at the memory. “Yes, right across the street. We went there all of the time.

my childhood, before Daisy was born and before Moana and my dad got together. It was

still had that duck. It was sitting on my bedside table back at my apartment. 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 mom.

a one night stand.” He

my voice growing soft, “I don’t really care about biology. Moana has been more of a mother to me than my biological mother ever was. She’s filled our home

on Logan’s lips. “She must be

replied, my heart full of gratitude. “We love each other dearly. She’s the reason I believe in unconditional love.

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

warmth creep up my cheeks, making me thankful

were perched on. “This is a really nice car,” I remarked, trailing

was palpable, yet it also held an underlying

was old enough, I began saving up for my first car-this car. And as soon as I was able

at him, intrigued. “An

I frowned, unsure if I should pry, but curiosity got the better of

low, as if he was sharing a heavy secret. “It wasn’t a good way to grow up,” he admitted. “And you know

aback.

with both-money and a loving family. I always thought you get one or the other. But never both. I got

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