Chapter 123
“We deserve a day for ourselves,” he nods his head and turns back around, continuing to cook. He flips a pancake, revealing a burnt side. He slightly recoils at the sight, his eyes darting between me and the not–so fluffy pancake.
“Do you have something planned for us?” I ask. My curiosity is piqued, that’s for sure.
1 gently bump my hip into his, pushing him out of the way. The spatula is slipped from his hand and is moved into mine as I pour a fresh new scoop of pancake batter into the pan.
“I was thinking that we could stay inside today. You can go put your pajamas back on. We can watch movies or a television show, or we can just simply exist in each other’s presence,” Logan says, his voice, tender, with an underlying sweetness to it.
I flip the pancake and turn to look at him. He leans down and pushes a few strands of my hair out of my face. He takes the spatula back from me and shoos me away with a hand, turning his attention to the stovetop.
“Go, get changed. I’ll be here waiting for you,” Logan says.
I nod and turn away, going back into my bedroom. I change into fresh pajamas, wearing a pair of shorts and fuzzy socks, and exit the bedroom, going back to the table that Logan has set up for us. We eat breakfast and make the move into the living room, placing ourselves in front of the television.
While Logan goes to the kitchen to get us drinks and snacks, I remain on the couch, staring at the blank screen of the television. Just a few days ago, our faces were plastered on various news stations, the news of our engagement having been released to the public. I remember the way the public reacted to me, how they gave into the lies and deception of news articles that Chloe and her parents fed to the media.
My mind goes back to the papers that are tapped away inside of my bedroom. I remember my grandfather’s handwriting and close my eyes, trying to push away the negative thoughts that seep into my consciousness. The possibility of having this new evidence and plan backfire against me, has me feeling so shallow on the inside.
What if everything goes wrong? What if I am unable to get back what is rightfully mine?
I have Logan by my side, yes, but it does not guarantee the outcome that will be decided by a judge in just a short time. I know that I should be happy and grateful for his help and support, but the feeling of dreads still remains deep inside of my chest, taking root in my lungs and heart.
I should be happy to have a day off, too, take a break from life and spend my time with the man that I will be marrying, I know that I should not take this for granted and use it to the best of my ability, but the thought of Chloe and my stepmother winning sends chills down my spine.
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