Chapter 360 Little Victories

Ella

Sitting alone in my hotel room, surrounded by plush furniture and golden accents that gleamed in the soft lighting, I felt a pang of homesickness. The luxuriousness of the room was stifling in an odd way, as though constantly reminding me of my charade with a mobster.

Shaking off the momentary melancholy, I decided to call Moana to calm my frayed nerves.

Taking a deep breath to compose myself, I dialed her number and waited for the ring to connect. The familiar sound of her voice, warm and comforting as always, came through within moments.

“Ella, my love! How was your flight? Did you make it to the hotel?”

“We did,” I said, faking a sense of enthusiasm in my voice. “The place is…well, it’s something.”

“Where is your fiance?” Moana asked. “I’d like to say hello, if you don’t mind.”

The word ‘fiance’ made my body stiffen. I glanced at the empty space next to me, where Logan would have been if we were an actual couple. But we weren’t. He was in a room of his own, doing his own thing.

I couldn’t quite decide if I preferred it that way or not, the logical lawyer part of me knew that it was for the best, but the sleepy, scared-of-flying Ella with the yellow stuffed duck almost missed his company already.

“He’s… in the shower,” I stammered, hoping that Moana bought my lie.

“Well,I hope you know that we’re all excited to meet him tomorrow,” Moana said, blissfully unaware of the tension her question had sparked.

“I’m looking forward to it too,” I said, though in truth, I wished that tomorrow would never come. Meeting my family, particularly my discerning father, would be the make-or-break moment for this intricate lie that Logan and I had entangled ourselves in.

alright, Ella?” Moana’s voice broke through my

see it. “Yeah, Mom,

given me when I was a little girl. I held it up in the frame, so she could see it over our video call. “Look, your gift was my travel

thought that little duck would turn out to be

emotion for reasons I couldn’t explain. “I’m so glad you came into my life, and into

spoke again. “I can’t wait to

you either,” I said, my own eyes misting over. I cleared my

sure his baby girl had a nice ride to the hotel. Even if

of snooping, making sure everything was

hotel you’re

they had snooped, just as I expected. “That was my fiance’s idea,

interesting guy,” Moana mused. “You’ve always been so down-to-earth. It must be strange being

knew. Logan was more different from me than she could ever imagine. A mobster from a world that clashed with everything I had been

my hunger. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Mom. I love

Ella. Can’t wait to see

that suddenly felt so incongruent with who I was. And in an

had unpacked the last of my travel essentials and started browsing the room service menu on the nightstand, I heard a knock on

delivering something delightful. Maybe Logan had

was Logan, leaning against the frame, arms

bored,” he said with

meeting his for a brief second before darting

idea where to go

of his tone. Was he really just asking for recommendations? Or was this an invitation? My wolf whined at the possibility, hopeful for any

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