Chapter-31

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"Feeling better?" Logan asked, sitting beside me and leaning close to me.

"Yea" I mumbled because I knew how much he hated silence.

"Its not your fault" he spoke up, I turned my gaze towards him.

His eyes were comforting,

"What?" I asked,

"It's not you fault, alexis" he repeated,

"I.. but.. no it's i.." I tried to find the right words to continue but I couldn't help but choke down on them.

"It's not your fault" he smiled with pity as he pulled me closer and hugged me. I can't believe what he just did. Logan used to be the least expressive brother but now he's the one comforting me like this.

I bet Harry told everyone after eavesdropping on me and Enzo.

"Don't worry now, alexis. We will never hurt you and I mean never. We love you too much. Even the thought of you being hurt worries all of us" he spoke up caressing my back,

"Your the best thing that happened to us and we want you to be happy and well for us. Your the reason for our happiness, mio amore. Don't care about what others say, your brothers and father will always be there for you." He smiled softly,

Oddly, smile suits his face.

I rested my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Thank you" came in my low and soft reply.

We continued hugging for a little while untile he pulled away softly, wiping the tears off my eyes and smiling.

"Is everything okay? You seemed a bit disturbed" he spoke up, looking at me.

No, nothing is okay. I got too attached to you all and got hurt when Harry and you said those things to me. I know you all didn't realise it was me. But I'm hurt.

"Yeah, I'm fine" I smiled softly.

"Good" he smiled back before getting up.

"Next time, if you break a vase or lose the jewellery matt brought you. Don't worry. We will just get you a new one" he chuckled softly,

I gave him a small smile as he stood up, his face more serious now.

"Did.. Micheal do anything other than locking you inside that bathroom? Anything which caused you to be hurt?" He asked serious and worried

"No. That vase was important to him, that's why he got angry and blinded by anger" my voice was low as I lied

Logan closed the door on his way out. I laid back down and stared at the ceiling until I fell asleep again.

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