You Told Her

***Logan***

The whisk in my hand scraped harshly against the bowl, metal clanging metal in a way that grated even my own nerves. I should’ve kept my goddamn mouth shut. I should’ve just kept baking. Pretending. Smiling. Talking. But there are days where my patience, my restraint, my carefully constructed mask slips—and today was one of those days.

Today, I was not interested in being the family s