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“Please. I’ll explain as soon as I get there.”
I had no intention of leaving for a while anyway, so I whisper, “Okay,” and nod, even though he can’t see me.
Logan hangs up with a thank you, and my nerves hit. I hate not knowing what’s going on and having to worry about who's involved. Has something happened to him? To Liam?Ugh, why didn’t I ask?
I keep myself distracted by trying to predict when each wave will crash, and before long, I see Logan running toward the sand. My pulse goes into overdrive as I watch him push up his sleeves, a hint of his tattoos showing underneath as the downpour almost instantly turns his white shirt to clear.
He squints as the rain hits his face, a face that, on closer inspection, is contorted in pain. But for what?
When he gets halfway down the beach, he starts frantically scanning his surroundings with his hands linked behind his head. My chest tightens, and I’m almost too scared to call out, but I need to know.
“Logan, I’m here.”
The relief on his face is instant as he jogs the rest of the way over to me.
“I’ve gotta say, you’re making me nervous.” I giggle as though it’s a joke, but it sounds off, highlighting just how nervous I really am.
Logan grips the back of his neck while biting the inside of his cheek.Guess I’m not the only one that feels that way. And that’s so much worse.
“What’s going on? Is it Liam?”
His eyes widen, and he starts shaking his head. “Shit. No, sorry. I…ah…sorry.”
He climbs up onto the branch beside me and takes a deep breath, staring out toward the ocean.
“Nice spot, feels pretty dry under here.”
“It is. And the view’s pretty spectacular.”
Logan twists, and I feel his eyes on the side of my face. “You’re not wrong there.”
Shaking my head, I try to bite back my smile, but it comes through when he chuckles. Though when he huffs out a long slow breath, it fades.
“You know you can talk to me about anything, right?” I ask, hoping to reassure him enough to say what he came here to say.
“I do. But fuck, this is hard.”
He takes my hand in his and curls our fingers together, his gaze back on the water before releasing a long sigh. “We had a meeting with Mom’s lawyers today.”
I silently suck in a breath, and I hold it, not wanting to make a sound as he continues.
“They shared some information that…uh… God, this is so much harder than I thought it would be.”
“Just tell me,” I rush out as I release the air from my lungs.I’m sure this moment is harder than his words will be.
“Your fiancé was with your sister when she died,” he blurts out, squeezing my hand a little tighter. “When they both died. They were together.”
“What?” I ask, even though I heard him clearly. I’m just not sure what else to say. My breath shallows as a hollow feeling takes over. Eric and Ellie were together. Ellie was the other passenger. Eric was with her and Liam. In San Diego. And I didn’t even know Liam existed.Jesus.
Feeling completely numb, my body shuts down, protecting itself from what Logan’s words might mean, while tears prick the back of my eyes, fighting for release. I press my tongue to the roof of my mouth to stop them and pray that it works, while I focus all my remaining energy on staying strong. It’s been years. I can do this.
Logan gives me time to process as we watch the waves crashing to the shore, the passing storm making them more of a force than usual. When I’m finally sure I’ve kept the tears at bay, I look his way, a slight frown on my face.
“Why would your lawyers care about that? Why would they tell you?”
“They were going to use it, in the hope that you’d drop the case. Wanting to scare you into submission.”
“Again, why?”
