"Did you think I'd forget so easily?" Logan's voice was like a venomous hiss in her ear, and Aria froze as his shadow loomed behind her.
Her heart raced, but she didn't turn. Not yet. She wouldn't let him see her fear.
"I've learned that forgetting isn't the problem," she said coldly, her voice cutting through the tension. "It's the people who think they're unforgettable."
The sound of his laugh was sharp and cruel, echoing in the dim corridor. "Brave words for someone who still flinches when I get too close."
Aria forced her shoulders to relax, though every instinct screamed for her to run. She pivoted slowly, meeting Logan's piercing gaze with a defiance she didn't fully feel but knew she needed to show.
"What do you want, Logan?" she asked, her tone steady but laced with steel.
