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Because I know why.
Because of him.
I glance up.
Logan is across from us, watching.
Not intruding.
Not interrupting.
Just… there.
Steady.
Like he said he would be.
Our eyes meet.
And for a second—
Everything settles.
Not gone.
Not fixed.
But anchored.
“You helped me,” Tessa says softly.
I look back at her.
“I always have.”
“No,” she shakes her head slightly. “I mean now.”
A pause.
“You didn’t even hesitate.”
I don’t say anything.
Because she’s right.
And that matters more than anything.
Before—
I would have felt it.
That pull.
That fear.
That need to control everything before I moved.
Now—
