Logan.

I opened my eyes and released a tired sigh. I just woke up from my sleep, but it didn't feel like I had rested at all. Instead, my whole body felt cramped and exhausted, and it was all thanks to this barely comfortable couch I had been sleeping on, for days now. Call me pathetic or weak for letting her treat me this way, but I would call it patience. I would call it endurance. I really wanted things to work out between us, and if sleeping on the couch would make her happy, I would do so.

And no, I wasn't begging for love. I was simply trying...