Alejandro

***Logan***

*A stray.*

That’s what he’d called her.

*A fucking stray.*

As if *Sabrina Michaels* had been a dog wandering the street or a cat seeking affection—like she wasn’t a living, breathing human being whose life he’d sliced out of existence without a flicker of hesitation. A girl who probably laughed, who dreamed, who deserved to see tomorrow. He’d tossed her aside like she was disposable.