<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As Logan listened to me, his face turned colder and colder.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I was deeply remorseful. “How could I forget to take Grandma’s belongings? How could I forget? How could my brain forget?” I hit my head.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan grabbed my hand. “It’s because you lost your memory. You only remember the things that happened before you were 18. You forgot everything after that.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I lowered my head and sobbed. “But I shouldn’t have forgotten. How could I leave something so important at Elijah’s home? I regret it so much.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan’s voice was as gentle as usual. “Ari, don’t be sad. The broken bracelet can be fixed. The photograph can be fixed too.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">My eyes lit up. “Really?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He smiled. “Really. When have I ever lied to you?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I smiled through my tears. “Thank you. Thank you, Logan.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan then epted a warm towel from a maid and helped me wipe my face.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The warm towel made me feel refreshed, and I softly thanked him.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Then, Logan suddenly pointed at my forehead. “What happened to your forehead?” As he spoke, his fingers brushed over my injured forehead.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I quickly dodged his touch. “It’s nothing. I just groveled and hit my head on the ground.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan’s brow furrowed slightly, and he asked someone to bring him some ice.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ice it for a while, or you might get a bruise.” He paused. “Why are you always getting hurt and making me worry?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I raised my head and nced at Logan. His eyes were immensely deep. It was as if they were filled with starry sky.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Suddenly, there was a pang in my heart, and a strange feeling spread throughout my body.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I” I faltered.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A sense of awkwardness filled the air.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Meanwhile, I pretended not to notice and continued wiping my face with the cooled towel.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan then took the items wrapped in my handkerchief and said, “Leave these with me. I’ll get someone to fix them for you. They will be as good as new.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Though I was skeptical, I still handed him the things anyway.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Then, Logan nced at me and asked, “You don’t believe me?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I promptly shook my head. “No, I believe you. I’m just… reluctant to part with them.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He smiled. “Reluctant to give them to me?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">For some reason, my face flushed red again. I swiftly changed the subject. “What brought Mr. Pearson here?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan casually exined, “He came to visit my father, but my father’s not home.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I was confused by his words. If Logan’s father was not home, wouldn’t Logan have told Mr. Pearson in advance? Was it possible that Mr. Pearson was actually here for Logan?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">1 looked at Logan in suspicion. He was checking the torn photograph and broken bracelet with his head bowed, so he didn’t notice my gaze.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The longer I looked at him, the more I suspected that Mr. Pearson was here to see him.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, Mr. Pearson seemed to be a man of high standing. He hade to the Wood residence at this time. So, could it have been for my screw–up today instead?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I was apprehensive.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After a while, Logan made a call, and soon, someone arrived. Then, they packed the items in a box and took them away.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I was told that the people who took the items were expert museum conservators. They even told me not to worry and promised to restore the items to their proper state.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I couldn’t be more relieved. I was so relieved that I started worrying about how I could pay Logan back.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Then, once everything was settled, Logan told me to go upstairs and get some rest.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">While on the stairs, I suddenly turned to look at him. He was standing at the foot of the stairs, watching me leave in silence.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I quietly asked, “Logan, how long can I stay here?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan was slightly stunned. Then, he smiled. “You can stay here as long as you like.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I bit my lip and said, “I don’t know how I can repay you</font></font>Content ? N?velDrama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan pushed his sses up. The lights in the living room illuminated the lenses, and I couldn’t discern his expression</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He waved his hand slightly. “Get some rest. We can talk about thatter.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With that, he walked off.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It was only after a long while of nk staring that I turned and headed up the stairs.</font></font>