AMIRA’S POV
"You must be joking," I blurted out, unable to mask my disbelief.
Logan's expression was earnest, his eyes locked onto mine with unwavering determination. "Why would I joke about something like this, amor? I told you I wanted to make things right between us."
His words echoed in my mind, mingling with the swirling doubts and fears that had clouded my thoughts since he first broached the subject. "But you also promised you'd respect my pace," I countered, my voice tinged with frustration. "You said you wouldn't force me into anything. Why are you doing the opposite of that?"
Logan's brow furrowed, his gaze softening with empathy. "I know what I promised you, and I'm not trying to force you into anything. I just want us to do things the way they should be done. My love, we ar
