4.0

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(Just like 3.0 except different things happen

This is what's changed this time

"No! Logan," she yelled the first word, her voice then dying to a soft pleading. Her tears that had been building up spilling over and pouring down her face. "Its just three words, the little words, I say them all the time, can you please, please, just say them once?" she begged. Her back hit a wall and she slid down as her gaze faltered and fell to the floor. Logan stood, not saying anything, processing this quick turn of events. When he didn't answer her tears started to fall faster as she pushed herself up. "Fine then," she said, a new coldness in her tone. She stood and headed for the door, furiously wiping at her tears. "I expect you to be packed and gone by the time I get back." she murmured.

Now onto the story)

"No! Logan, you know what I mean," she said, her voice nearing a growl.

Her hand started twitching slightly, frustration pulsing through her veins.

"Three words. Three syllables. Eight letters." She breathed, her words drawing out, her tone was toxic.

"Please. Just say it. I don't care. Even if it's not true. Please, just say it." If her tone weren't so venomous he would've thought about how her insecurities were so cute.

Unfortunatly her tone wasn't sweet or insecure.

It was enough to terrify him.

(Okay that may seem bad but just wait. I've got a plan for 4.1)

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