Chapter 135- It was all a dream.... Right?
Tyler's POV
"Don't worry, Logan," I told him softly. "I can feed myself."
But of course, Logan didn't listen.
He gave me that stubborn look—the one that meant he wasn't going to back down—and said, "You're not strong enough. I'll do it."
I opened my mouth to argue again, but what was the point?
This was Logan.
Once his mind was made up, there was no changing it.
So I sighed and just nodded. "Okay."
He smiled—only a little, but it made my chest feel weird—and then he picked up the spoon and started feeding me.
He'd feed himself, then feed me.
Back and forth. Like we were… I don't know. Sharing something soft. Something intimate.
I wanted to tell him it was too much stress. That he didn't have to do all that. That I was fine.
But I didn't.
Because Logan didn't look like he was stressed.
He didn't act like he was being forced or pushed.
He looked calm.
Focused.
Like this—this moment of taking care of me—was his choice.
