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.

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.

particularly fond memory from my childhood, before Daisy was born and before Moana and my dad got together. It was back when Moana was still my nanny. She took me across the street to a little

words, looking out at the distant horizon. After a moment,

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

a one night stand.” He waited, giving

care about biology. Moana has been more of a mother to me than my biological

on Logan’s lips. “She must be

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

moment, then his voice broke through the night, softer than I’d ever heard it.

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

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

serenity of the moment was palpable, yet it also held an underlying tension, like an

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

turned to look at him, intrigued. “An escape from

clenching slightly. “From my home life,” he 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

aback.

thought you get one or the

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