Chapter 114

Haley's POV: I was setting the table when I heard the sound of the front door unlocking. The scent of grilled lemon chicken lingered in the air, mingling with the warm aroma of buttered vegetables. A quiet hum of music played from the speaker on the counter, low enough not to disturb the stillness of the evening. Logan stepped in, wearing a navy coat and a familiar tired expression—but this time, it wasn’t weighed down by dread. His eyes met mine across the room, and for the first time in days, he smiled. “You’re home,” I said, stepping around the kitchen island. “I am,” he replied, dropping his keys into the bowl near the door. “And—” he held his arms out as I approached, “I come with good news.” I melted into his hug, the comfort of his presence slowly soothing the storm that had been clawing at my chest for days. His jacket was cold, but his arms were warm. “Tell me everything,” I murmured into his shoulder. He pulled back just enough to press a kiss on my forehead. “Let’s eat first