Emily
Logan helps me walk down the stairs of our home, my pink dress flowing with the gentle breeze. It is a beautiful day out today, the sky is a nice baby blue and the clouds are as fluffy as ever. The sun is warm, but not too hot, and I planned on basking out in the sun all day before Logan formed me that we have previous plans.
That I was not aware of, but I am happy to oblige him with.
He helps me get into the car and closes the door behind me while I snap my seatbelt into place, looking over at him as he settles into the driver seat. We begin our journey to the secret destination, something that he has decided not to tell me, but I know by the path that we are taking we are headed towards his family's home.
Would it be bad of me to admit that I am nervous to be going there? The l
