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

“Yes, right across the street. We went there all of the time. Many afternoons were spent there, with

one particularly fond memory from my childhood, before Daisy was born and before Moana and my dad got together. It was

out at the distant horizon. After a moment, he turned to

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

stand.” He

to me than my biological mother ever was. She’s filled our home

smile played on Logan’s lips.

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

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

feel the warmth creep up my cheeks, making me thankful for the dim

“This is a really nice car,” I remarked, trailing my fingers along its smooth red

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 since I was a

look at him, intrigued.

murmured, sounding somewhat apprehensive. I frowned, unsure if I should pry, but curiosity

a moment, Logan looked lost, his eyes distant. When he finally spoke, his voice was low, as if he was sharing a heavy secret. “It wasn’t a good way to grow up,” he admitted. “And you know what’s funny? I sometimes

taken aback. “What

eyes intense. “You grew up with both-money and a loving family. I always thought you get one or the

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