Logan’s POV

My hands trembled as I brought them forward, attempting to touch Carl’s cheek. My lips curled into a faint smile as I stared at a miniature version of myself. He was in a T-shirt and denim shorts with socks and a cute pair of shoes. His spiky brown hair, thick eyebrows, honey brown eyes and olive-toned skin were those cool features he shared with me. His eyes, which glinted like hidden stars captivated me.

He peered at me, searching my features with a hint of confusion in his eyes. My heart felt heavy with conflicted emotions. I felt happy to see him again, but there was a pang...