#Chapter 106: Smirk

Evelyn Emma’s smirk faltered over time as we waited. Time stretched on and on, and an awkward silence had settled into the empty room as we waited for the rogue Emma had sent to return with Logan. At first, the impatience on Emma was subtle. It was in the twitch of her lip, the way her eyes darted toward the door as though she could will him into existence any second now. Her lips pursed, her discomfort as time stretched on becoming more and more visible. With each minute that passed, her mask cracked a little more. “Strange,” she muttered under her breath, though she tried to sound unaffected. “Logan must have been very busy.” But I could see the unease seeping into her features. This wasn’t going the way she’d hoped. My stomach churned. She was hiding something; that much was obvious. I could feel it like humidity in the air, heavy and oppressive. If Logan had truly chosen her, if he’d willingly abandoned me, wouldn’t he have come the instant she called upon him? My h