Chapter 144: Sleep Works Wonders

By morning, my suspicion had hardened into certainty. It was him. It was always the Commander.

Every piece fit now. The paranoia, the lies, the sudden need to see, the fake illness that Logan spoke about. He wasn’t sick—he was just setting the stage. Pretending to be frail so we’d come running. So he could get us both in one place.

His delusion had reached a point where he believed I was pregnant.