#Chapter97 Twisted Hearts
For someone who was used to breaking hearts, this time Logan had his heart served to him on a silver platter, twice in a row. It had been two days since his encounter with MJ at the hospital, and he still could not understand why she hurt him.
It was early on a Saturday morning when he arrived at Sonya’s building, after making an excuse about going to get some clothes to Antonina. He jogged up the stairs since the elevator was still not working. He arrived in front of her door and stood outside, with his fist in mid-air, debating on what to say to MJ.
He did not want to come out as desperate; all he wanted was to know why she hurt him so much; he could not wait for however long she said before finding out the truth. He had seen the hesitation in her eyes when she said those heart-wrecking words, and it haunted him to think that maybe she had no reason at all to hurt him.
