Rita stared at them from the door, Logan's head was on the bed as he was still sitting on the chair and she sighed, walking in quietly so she wouldn't wake them up. She carefully placed the tray of food on the table and pulled his drawer out, staring at the burner phone.
She took it, closing the door and she left the room. Hallie's eyes opened minutes later, locked on the ceiling. Then she heard the soft breathing of someone beside her. She turned, her eyes locking on his face. He looked so peaceful and not that guy with a scowl every single time.
But...he almost became a murderer.
She sighed, blinking as she tried to sit up. Logan heard the noise and woke up immediately.
"You are awake?" He said.
She rolled her eyes. "Why did you bring me here? You should have just taken me home."
"House arrest, remember?" He said.
"But you ran out of the gate."
"That was urgent. I rushed past the guards." He muttered.
"Taking me back home was also urgent."
