Page 14 of Fierce Secrets

She opened her mouth to respond, but was cut off by my phone buzzing. Logan's name flashed on the screen.

"Ignore it," Sofia said sharply.

"I have been." I silenced the call, but my stomach knotted as my chest tightened. "He's been texting too. Saying it was a mistake, that he loves me."

"Bullshit." She grabbed my phone, quickly blocking Logan's number. "There. Now tell me about this morning. Why were you in his robe?"

Heat crept up my neck. "He let me borrow it after my shower. That's all."

"Uh-huh." Her tone was skeptical. "Gray said you had a nightmare too, Leo told him."

Right, word travelled fast.

I hesitated. Sofia knew about my childhood trauma, the gaps in my memory, the panic attacks. But did I tell her about the flashback? About how Leo had held me?

"I had a nightmare. A memory, actually." The words came slowly. "About my father."

Sofia's expression softened. "Oh, honey. Was it bad?"

"He was beating me." My voice cracked. "I remembered Leo and Gray coming in, stopping him."

"Leo was there?" Something flashed across her face. "What exactly do you remember?"

"Just fragments. Why?"

She shook her head. "Nothing. But Mer? Maybe there's a reason Gray sent Leo last night. Maybe there's a reason he wants you here."

"What do you mean?"

Sofia waved off my question, reaching for another pastry. "So what are you going to do about Logan? Have you thought about what you'll say when you see him?"

"I don't want to see him." The mere thought made my stomach churn. "There's nothing to say."

"Good. Because if you even think about forgiving him..." She left the threat hanging. "What about work? You know he'll try to corner you there."

I hadn't even thought about that. Logan and I worked in the same building, different companies but the same elevator bank. Same coffee shop in the lobby.

"I don't know." I pulled at a loose thread on the silk robe. "Maybe I can work from home for a bit."

"Or maybe it's time for that change you've been talking about." Sofia's eyes lit up. "Didn't that firm downtown offer you a position last month?"

"The salary wasn't as good."

"But the opportunities were better." She arched a perfectly manicured brow at me. "And it's in Leo's building."

I raised an eyebrow. "How do you know that?"

"Because my family does business with his," she said, that look flashing across her face, the one whenever Leo came up. She always said it was because she knew the kind of man he was, and didn't care much for him, but she never went any further when I asked. "Let's focus on your next steps. I can help you get all your stuff, and you can move in with me for now," she said with a firm nod of her head, like it was already decided. "Get you back on your feet, you can change jobs, it'll all be better."

"Gray said he's handling my stuff. I'm not sure how I feel about that though, we both know he's going to be livid with Logan."

"Understatement of the century," she snorted and shook her head. "He'll be lucky if he maintains the ability to walk."

I smiled softly, knowing my brother was as protective as they came. As was Leo, now that I'd remembered a few things. "Maybe I should tell him we'll handle it. I know you might say harsh things to him, but you won't do anything to land yourself behind bars."

"Ha! Don't be so sure of that, hon. I can pack a mean right hook when needed, and he deserves it," she barked out a laugh.

"On another note, there was a reason I didn't call you. I know you had your work thing this weekend. I didn't want to interfere with that. I thought you were presenting today?"

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