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25. Transpire
A/N: A lot to take in in this chapter about Logan's past, so read leisurely.
“When I was younger, everyone said I was a carbon copy of my father, both in appearance and size. My memories of him are hazy at best. But I'll never forget his proud smile when I came home with a trophy I won in a school game” a soft smile played on his lips, making me smile as well.
We were sitting on a white bench on the patio, which was decorated with various plant varieties. The rain has stopped for an hour, but the sky remains grey and dull, much like our mood. Logan fiddled with his coffee cup as he reflected on his experiences.
“Father founded Watson Enterprise, but it was not as large as it is now. When my father died in an accident when I was ten, we had to hand over the company to Gregory, my mother's brother, who was already running a manufacturing business. But, seeing my mother's helplessness and vulnerability in the aftermath of my fathe
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