Eva's POV
I opened my eyes slowly and whimpered slightly as a terrible headache shot through my brain.
Someone rushed to my side and held my hand in a firm grip.
"Eva. Baby can you hear me?" Logan's voice rang into my ears. This made me shot up from my place.
I directed my gaze towards him and started checking his body for burn marks.
I was so worried and the guilt that settled inside of me was unbearable.
"Eva." Logan called and held my hands that were checking his arms.
Only one look at him made my tears escape.
"I'm so sorry Logan. I never meant to hurt I swear. I'm so sorry." I cried as I hung my head low.
I was then engulfed into one of Logan's warm hugs.
"Sshh baby. It's okay. I'm fine I swear. Please don't cry." He coed into my hair.
I pulled back a bit. "But the fire, your clothes and body. My fire burnt you." I cried.