#Chapter 143: The Lies We Tell Ourselves

ELENA “Because of… you?” I said, unable to keep the confusion out of my voice. Maggie’s face crumpled. Tears fell silently down her cheeks, leaving glistening trails on her pale skin. She nodded once. A tiny, broken movement. "I’m Logan’s fated mate," she said. The world tilted sideways. I just stared at her, stunned into numbness. The words didn’t make sense in my ears. "What?" I croaked. "How? When—?" I scrambled for understanding, grasping at any piece that might make this make sense. "Did you... did you meet when you were living at Moonstone? Like Erin and Mason?" Maggie shook her head slowly. "No," she whispered. "No. We met long before that. Right after you disappeared. Right after..." She swallowed thickly. "Right after I saved you. After you came to live with me and Carly and Erin." I blinked at her, barely able to breathe. The room felt too small, too bright, too sharp. "Tell me," I said, my voice almost mechanical. Maggie sucked in a shaky breat