I found myself in a state of uncertainty as I stepped out of the mansion and entered the garden where the event was taking place. The attention seemed to be focused on me, though it was never my intention to be the center of it all. It was never part of my plan for things to unfold in this way.

Slowly, I made my way toward the table that Logan's grandmother had mentioned earlier. She had told me that a guy named David Lopez, her grandson, would be sitting there. As I approached the table, I couldn't help but notice that Logan's table was conveniently placed right next to ours....