Interrogation #2

I take a deep breath, steeling myself. "Of course. Lead the way."

As we follow Officer Davis and Logan to an interview room, I can feel Logan's eyes on me. The weight of his gaze is almost physical, and it takes all my willpower not to meet his eyes.

Nope. Not playing whatever weird games he wants to play. He rejected me. And yes, he saved me. But he made it clear that he wants nothing to do with me, and I'm not about to pine after crumbs of his attention.

The interview room is small and stark, with a table and four chairs. It looks just like the last room I was in. Maybe it's the same one.

I sit down, Penelope taking the seat next to me. Logan and Officer Davis sit across from us, and I can't help but notice how Logan's presence seems to fill the room.

"Ms. d'Armand," Officer Davis begins, his tone gentle. "We understand you've been through a lot recently. We appreciate your willingness to speak with us again."