Chapter 46

LOGAN. My car skidded to a sharp halt in front of my mother’s house and I headed inside as fast as I could. There they were in the living room, seated on opposite sides of the couches with a glass center table in their middle. My mother and Oliver. “I got here as fast as I could the moment I got your call,” Oliver chirped. “Amy and I are supposed to be meeting with her fashion designer this morning. Your reason for delaying me better be worth it, Logan,” my mother lamented while I sat on a single seater. I closed my eyes for a brief moment and all I saw was that pendant. My palms curled into a fist and there was this heavy burn that tormented my chest immediately. “Logan, you said you have something urgent to discuss with us, but you haven’t said anything for minutes now,” Oliver said and only then did I open my eyes. I ran my hand through my hair frantically causing it to fall into a mess. My right leg started tapping the floor in an anxious manner while my mother kept her gaze