His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 283

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?”

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 in a beautiful part of the city. I had my own room,

at the memory. “Yes, right across the street. We went there all of the time. Many afternoons were spent there, with Moana. and my little sister. We’d have picnics beneath the

memory from my childhood, before Daisy was born and before Moana and my dad got together. It was back when

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

nodded. “Yeah, she isn’t my biological mom. And, yes, she was

a one night stand.” He waited, giving

me than my biological mother ever was. She’s

Logan’s lips.

“We love each other dearly. She’s the reason I believe in

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

warmth creep up my cheeks, making me thankful for the dim lighting. “Thank you,” I

is a really nice car,” I remarked, trailing my fingers along its smooth red surface. “Have you always had a thing

an underlying tension, like an unsaid

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

him, intrigued.

“From my home life,” he murmured, sounding somewhat apprehensive. I frowned, unsure if I should pry, but curiosity got the better of me. “Was it that bad? Your

secret. “It wasn’t a good way to grow up,”

was taken aback.

I always thought you get one

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