Logan slept like s**t.
He had spent one week waking up with Grace in his arms, and now, one night apart, and he already felt it. The emptiness of his bed. The silence of his room without the sound of her soft breathing next to him. The way he couldn't just roll over and tuck her into his chest like he had every other morning that week.
Yeah, they had talked on the phone before bed. And yeah, it had helped.
She had been curled up in her dorm, already half-asleep, her voice soft and warm as she told him about Daisy's latest plans, how weird it felt to be back in the dorms, how she missed him too. He had listened, his own exhaustion pulling at him, but it still wasn't enough. Because nothing compared to actually having her there.
Now, it was morning and Logan had s**t to do classes, hocke
