_Alyssa's POV_
As the days passed, I slowly started to feel better. My body was still sore, but the sharp pain had dulled, and I could move around a little more each day. Logan was always by my side, never leaving me alone for too long. He made sure I had everything I needed, from food to medication. And more than anything, he made me feel loved and cherished.
One afternoon, as we sat together, he told me something I hadn’t expected. "I burned Damon’s body," he said quietly. "And I buried his ashes."
I tensed at the mention of Damon. I didn’t want to think about him, not after everything he had done. But Logan continued, his gaze steady as he looked at me. "Even though he was evil, he was still my half-brother," he explained. "I couldn’t just leave his remains. I buried his ashes in the
