#Chapter 239: The Lock

Ella

The weeks following the funeral passed by in a blur. Logan and I settled into a new form of comfortable, whatever ‘comfortable’ even was anymore. I was still living in his mansion for the time being, although it was becoming more out of habit than necessity.

After everything, I couldn’t sleep at night. Neither could he. We needed each other if we were going to stay sane.

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