#Chapter 219: Fast Cars & Warm Bodies

Ella As I was driven home that day, after a day filled with confusion, raw emotions, and newfound allies, I felt utterly exhausted. But the day was far from over. I knew that Logan would likely be waiting for me when I arrived back at the mansion, and I was certain that the conversation we were bound to have would be no less exhausting than all of the others. His words from that morning continued to echo in the back of my mind, a constant reminder of the inner turmoil he was going through. I knew that this was never just about the money or the inheritance; it was a deep-rooted yearning for his father’s acknowledgment and love, which was something he would never receive. He was too much unlike his father for that to happen. I didn’t know Logan’s mother, but something told me that he had taken after her; and maybe he always had. Maybe that was why he and his father never saw eye-to-eye. As I pulled into the driveway, however, the lack of Logan’s red car in the driveway was