"He doesn't have a family. And Logan, if he did, I wouldn't kill his children for revenge against him."
She rests her cheek against his shoulder.
"It's been so long. I've worked so hard to stay away from him, from anything he touches. I don't know what he wants anymore."
She doesn't know what she wants, either. She doesn't want to go back to the hotel, to face Irene's knowing expression or her own anger that Irene didn't warn her. She doesn't want to let Logan walk away, let him go back to the life he's made for himself since he believed her dead. She holds on instead, as though if she doesn't let go, she can keep living here in this moment.
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She rests her cheek against his shoulder.
"It's been so long. I've worked so hard to stay away from him, from anything he touches. I don't know what he wants anymore."
She doesn't know what she wants, either. She doesn't want to go back to the hotel, to face Irene's knowing expression or her own anger that Irene didn't warn her. She doesn't want to let Logan walk away, let him go back to the life he's made for himself since he believed her dead. She holds on instead, as though if she doesn't let go, she can keep living here in this moment.