Dahlia's POV
Kayla stared at Logan in complete shock, her mouth slightly open. She had never expected him to agree to walk away from the divorce with absolutely nothing.
"So her daughter dies and suddenly you feel guilty? You think throwing away everything we built together will somehow make up for it?" Her voice rose with each word, trembling with rage. "What about me, Logan? What about all these years I spent hiding in the shadows, being your dirty little secret?"
She stepped closer, her hands clenched into fists. "I gave you the best years of my life. Do I have to die too before you show me the same consideration?"
Logan's shoulders sagged as he slowly raised his head to meet her furious gaze. His eyes were bloodshot and hollow, like a man who had already lost everything that mattered.
"Lorena was my daughter too." The words came out broken, barely a whisper.
