CHAPTER 34

We finally arrived at the hacienda, and it had been a few days since Logan and I had a proper conversation. He used to be playful but not very talkative. However, now he seemed like an open book, eager to share his stories. I enjoyed listening to him as we traveled to the manor, finding entertainment in his words. Honestly, I missed this side of him. I missed his subtle smiles and the way he raised his eyebrows when I said something silly. Every moment spent with him felt precious, and I wanted to cherish these moments. "So, what now? I have work to do," I said with a smile. "Work? No, I brought you here as a guest. Relax, you don't have any reason to work for me," he replied. However, my smile faded when he said that. It wasn't a secret that I hated the idea of working as a servant at the hacienda. Going from a luxurious life to a countryside with fewer resources was difficult to accept. I almost had nothing. I couldn't say I was poor because we weren't, but the thought of being r