#Chapter 214: Love Lost

Ella “Ella, why are you always so hell-bent on pushing me away?” Logan’s words, filling the silence left in the wake by the movie, made my stomach twist up in knots that I had never expected. I swallowed, unsure of how to respond. “W-What?” I asked, leaning back a bit in my chair. “What are you saying?” Logan scoffed as he set down the TV remote next to his plate of pizza, which was half-eaten. “You’re always pushing me away,” he said. “It’s always a game of hot and cold with you. I never know whether you’ll open up or close yourself off even more.” A slight chill ran down my spine at Logan’s words—because they were right. But I wasn’t ready to admit it. Not yet. “I’m not hell-bent on pushing you away,” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper, but even as the words left my lips, they felt hollow, unconvincing. Logan’s expression was one of frustration mixed with sadness. I could tell that he didn’t believe me, and why should he? “Ella,” he said, “every time it