Copyright © 2015 by Mara L. Ortiz

It had been years since she had seen Logan. The look on his face was one of distraught and sleepless nights. Something was off about his smile, the way he looked at Ella as if trying to hide something. She could still remember the harsh things he had said to her on Prom Night. Curiosity sparked in her to see him standing there in her shop. What could he possibly want, and why did he look like hell?