#Chapter 115: Above the Horizon

Ella “The Ferris wheel?” I asked, cocking my head at Logan. Logan nodded, a soft smile gracing his lips. “Yeah. Will you come with me?” Maybe out of the fear of getting closer to him, I blanched slightly at the prospect. “You know that’s the ride people either take their small children on or where couples go to make out, right?”I said, unable to hide a hint of blush that crept into my cheeks at the thought. Logan turned to me, his eyes mirroring the lights of the carnival. “Stop being such a downer, Ella. I promise I won’t try anything. I just want to see the city from up high. Don’t you?” Something in the way he said it—so earnest, so innocent—made me relent. “Okay,” I sighed. “Let’s go.” The cart—small, intimate, and barely large enough for the two of us—awaited as the Ferris wheel descended to greet us. Logan allowed me to step in first, a courteous gesture that both touched me and stoked the fire of conflicting emotions burning in my belly. As we