Chapter 25

Elena

Logan gazes at me with furrowed eyebrows. His soft eyes are locked on mine, and guilt eats me up alive. I should tell him who he is about to marry, but I'm so afraid.

I've tricked him into this—he might have asked me to marry him, but he doesn't know my true identity. The right thing is to tell him before the wedding, so he knows.

He can decide what he wants to do after I've told him the truth. Logan will probably marry me either way since he wishes to keep his company and money, but the two of us will fall apart.

The emotions in his eyes will fade to grey.

His voice will grow cold.

And he won't love me anymore.

Tears burn in the corner of my eyes, and when one falls, Logan takes it away with his finger. He is so gentle with me that I quip for air and fall against his chest, wishing I didn't have to tell him.

"Hey, hey—" he whispers soothingly and hugs me to him, running his large hand down my back. "What is t