CHAPTER 209 - I Want Tyler
LOGAN'S POV
My father didn't wait another second.
The moment those words came out of my mouth—"No, I'm not okay. I feel like dying"—he rushed forward and pulled me into a hug. It wasn't the kind of hug you give someone when they're just sad. No—it was the kind of hug that holds your broken pieces together. The kind that says: I'm here. I've got you. I won't let you fall apart alone.
"What happened?" he whispered, his voice shaking a little. "Why are you crying like this, Logan? Please… talk to me. What is it?"
I held onto him tightly. My arms wrapped around his back like he was the last thing keeping me grounded. I tried to speak, but the words got stuck. My throat felt like it was closing up.
"You're going to call me stupid…" I mumbled. "If I tell you what happened, you'll think I'm stupid."
He pulled back just a little, just enough to look into my eyes.