Titus Zane's heart shattered along with Logan Ray's faltering body, fragmented and broken.
In haste, he steadied Logan Ray to prevent him from falling, his voice trembling as he spoke, "Logan…"
"Titus," Logan Ray murmured softly, burying his heavy head into Titus Zane's neck, inhaling deeply the scent that belonged uniquely to Titus Zane, his eyes becoming wet again.
"Don't leave me… I miss you…"
"Logan…" Titus Zane whispered Logan Ray's name again, tears already silently falling.
She missed him just as much.
Childhood sweethearts, both mentor and friend as well as lovers, a bond that had seeped into their marrow, not so easily severed.
During the rare moments when Nathan Moore wasn't too rough, she would even close her eyes and imagine he was Logan Ray. Though she felt shameless and even sleazy, she still deceived herself.
Watching the two embracing, Ava Charles took a deep breath and pursed her lips, feeling reluctant to part, yet quietly walked away.
