Chapter 12
I was too flustered to thank Logan.
Meanwhile, he was gently holding the steering wheel, his flawless and defined hands resembling that of a sculpture.
I recognized the watch on his wrist. It was an Audemars Piguet watch—a subtle luxury brand that cost a fortune.
Just then, Logan met my eyes.
"Woody—No, Logan, where should I go now?" I asked, awkwardly lowering my head to avert his stare. I was at a loss. "I don't remember where Teri lives."
Logan sighed. "Have you actually forgotten it?"
I nodded. "The doctor says I have intermittent amnesia, and it's unclear when I'll remember the things I've forgotten."
Logan frowned. "It's that bad? Does Elijah know?"
I let out a bitter chuckle while shaking my head. "He doesn't believe me at all. He thinks I'm lying."
Logan seemed slightly upset upon hearing this. For a long while, he stared at me with utmost seriousness before changing the topic. He said, "Do you have WhatsApp?"
"Huh?" I uttered in confusion. But quickly, I realized th
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