Aura had never imagined seeing Logan Mason standing before her again.
For weeks, she had convinced herself that her decision to leave him was the right one. She had fought for freedom her entire life, and when she finally got it, she had been determined to embrace it.
But now, as Logan's strong arms wrapped around her, she realized something she hadn't dared admit.
Freedom meant nothing if it didn't include him.
His scent, a mix of cedar and something uniquely his, surrounded her, grounding her in a way nothing else had. She felt his heartbeat against her cheek, steady and strong, as if reassuring her that he was real. That this moment wasn't a dream.
"You don't get to disappear on me, Aura," Logan murmured into her hair. His voice was rough, a mix of frustration and relief. "Not after everything."
