Logan's POV

As Emma said goodbye and went to her office, I could only stand there, staring at her back, which was getting farther away. This feeling of anxiety continued to creep inside me, making me more confused by everything that was happening. I should have been able to control my feelings, I should have remained the cold, strong, and distant Logan. But in front of Emma, ​​all those walls collapsed, and I felt helpless.

My thoughts kept turning back to last night's incident when I was in front of her house... as Joseph.

I could still feel the cold sensation of the night piercing my skin as I stood...