Chapter 51

"It's me." The gentle voice was soothing in the dark. My bedside lamp was turned on, and its soft, yellow light illuminated the person's face. It was Logan. My face was soaked with tears, and I wiped my face in a trance. Silently, Logan got up, grabbed a warm towel, and helped me wipe my face. He said, "You had a nightmare and kept crying." I asked, "Did I say anything?" He looked at me deeply. "I heard you calling for your mom and dad. You called for your brother too…" So, I was in a dream. Logan observed my face. "Do you feel better now?" I nodded, feeling dazed. After a while, I said, "Logan, you knew the York family had cut ties with me, right?" Logan's hand froze. After a long while, he hummed in affirmation. I gave a bitter smile. "None of you told me." Logan's expression was calm as he said, "Telling you wouldn't help. We all have to look ahead." I covered my face. "I can't go home anymore." Tears slipped through my fingers once more. Logan stroked my hair gently.