Chapter 32

• Logan
• I took a sip of the almost cold coffee as I stole glances at Olivia through my eyelashes. I failed to understand why she was so invested in Quinn's speech. She made me stand on stage and take a picture with other kids' parents. Like I didn't see that coming. I thought we'd just sit and watch everything unfold within a short hour or so, but the way Olivia went the extra mile really touched me somewhere that wasn't supposed to.
• It is rare for the Nero family to get entangled with such things. I can't recall the time my father attended any of our school events. We always do things alone, unless it involves something that will benefit him, then he would assign someone to tag along—his secretary, for that matter. Seeing Quinn standing on stage ignited a past memory inside me, but that will be a discussion or rather a distraction for another day. I don't want my anxiety to start kicking in.