#Chapter 217: Found Out

Ella The house felt eerily quiet after the sound of Logan’s car and its screeching tires faded away into the distance. This wasn’t like the Logan I knew; he was usually so calm and collected, and always seemed to have things under control. Why was this fortune so important to him that he was acting like this? Still reeling from Logan’s outburst, I found myself mechanically preparing a cup of coffee, the events of the morning playing over in my mind like a broken record. Just before he had left, he had said these parting words: “You don’t know what it’s like to be the lesser of two children. To be unloved by your own father.” Was that what this had really been about all along? Was he vying not for the money, but for his father’s approval? I almost scoffed out loud at myself; of course this was what it had always been about. I had seen it that very first night that we went to that dinner party together, and I had known it ever since. I guess I had just been too caught up i