Logan & Rachel – Truth Uncovered
"Have a seat. Let me bring you a cup of water," Logan said gently as he helped Rachel lower herself onto the couch.
She was trembling slightly, her shoulders tense, eyes dull with exhaustion and…something else.
Something that didn't quite fit the Rachel he knew.
"Here. Drink it." Logan offered her the water, his voice smooth and calm, masking the storm behind his sharp eyes.
"Thank you," Rachel muttered, surprisingly meek. She gulped the water down in several greedy swallows.
Logan sat beside her, watching closely, his brows slightly drawn. He studied her as she drank—there was something off.
Not just her disheveled appearance but her behavior. Her sudden gratitude.
"How are you feeling now?" Logan asked as she placed the glass gently on the side table.
"I'm alright… Logan, thank you for helping me out of there," Rachel said, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
Logan forced a small smile. Did she just thank me?
