#Chapter 93: The Whole Truth and Nothing but the Truth
Ella
Logan’s blue eyes finally met mine, filled with an emotion that I couldn’t fully read. Remorse, maybe. And pain.
“Ella, it’s not—”
“Save it,” I cut him off, a sudden surge of anger bursting through my veins. “Just save your breath, Logan.”
He reached out, his fingertips almost grazing my arm, the air around us pulsating with a mix of tension and unsaid truths. “Ella, it’s not like that. I never—”
I shoved him away, my voice steeped in a concoction of anger, disbelief, and a hint of hurt. “Lucky for you, I’m a woman of my word, otherwise I’d be tearing up our contract right here, right now. Not just because of what your brother just said, but because of your whole damn family.”
Logan’s features hardened, his piercing gaze locking onto mine. “Well, maybe you should. Leave, tear up the damn contract. I wouldn’t hold it against you.”
For the second time in the span of a week, Logan had offered me a way out; an easy way out, too. All I had to d

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