The Mistake Vk Elle Kennedy 〈2024〉

“No.” She leaned forward, her voice softer now. “Your mistake wasn’t Grace. It was thinking she was the only one who could want you.”

Until she dumped him for a guy who sold vape pens out of his Camaro.

He laughed, hollow. “Grace? Yeah, I figured that one out.” The Mistake Vk Elle Kennedy

The mistake, Logan told himself, was her. Clearly. She’d traded loyalty for a loser with a neck tattoo. He was better off.

They sat in silence for a long minute. Logan stared at the amber liquid in his glass. Romi stared at him. He laughed, hollow

Logan’s hand moved before his brain caught up. He caught her wrist. Gentle. Just enough to stop her.

For a long, terrifying second, she didn’t move. Clearly

Logan looked up. Ramona “Romi” Perez stood in the doorway, arms crossed, dark hair tumbling over one shoulder. She wasn’t dressed up—just Briar sweatpants and an old T-shirt—but somehow she still looked like she belonged on a magazine cover. It was annoying. She was annoying.