Logan stormed out of the hotel, his steps heavy and fast as he ignored Amelia's voice calling out from behind him.

Her words from just minutes ago still echoed in his mind, taunting and biting at him. She had gone on and on about Julia, dredging up memories he’d tried so hard not to recall, forcing him to confront feelings he wasn’t prepared to face that evening.

His jaw clenched as he reached his car, his hands curling into fists. He could still see the smug look on Amelia’s face, as if she knew exactly how to get under his skin.

He didn’t wait for her to catch up or...