Bittersweet Love

Chapter 30

Kendall's point of view:

I decided to visit Logan alone today. He's sitting on the bed and doesn't look like he slept the night before. I smile at him. "Hey, Logan, do you want to go for a walk?"

"Good idea," he agrees exhausted.

We walk through the hospital park and sit down on a bench. There is silence between us until Logan sighs heavily and asks, "Is it really true?"

I nod seriously. "Yes."

"I was hoping it might just be a joke. That's so ... unreal."

I put a hand on his shoulder. "I know." I hesitate, then ask the question that concerns not only Carlos but me as well, "Logan ... you don't hate Carlos, do you?"

He shakes his head slowly. "No, of course not. I could never hate Carlos."

"And ... what are you going to do now?"

He takes a deep breath. "I don't know yet. Although I thought about it a lot last night."

I nod in understanding. "Will you tell Camille?"

He considered. "She'll come over later … but I think it's better to talk to Carlos before anyone else finds out. But I can't do that until I'm out of here. I don't want to have this conversation with him in the hospital. It gives me time to prepare for it."

"A good plan. And Carlos will be relieved to hear that you don't hate him. He's really worried about it."

Logan nods but says nothing. He seems downright depressed. I wonder how I can cheer him up or at least distract him. "Now something else ... Apart from the end, how was your last weekend?"

For a moment, he looks at me confused, as if he doesn't know what I'm talking about. Then, despite his many worries, a smile flits across his face. "It was great."

I'm waiting, but he doesn't say anything else. I roll my eyes. "Oh, come on, Logan. I don't ask for details. But at least give me some information."

He smiles. "I'll tell you what I said to Carlos: a gentleman never tells."

"That's not fair. Camille always tells Jo."

He shrugs. "If Camille does that, I can't help it. If you want to know something, ask her or Jo."

I sigh. "Sometimes you can be a real stubborn, you know that?"

He shrugs. "That's probably because of Camille's bad influence," he says, and we both start laughing at the same time.

I accompany him back to his room. He looks at me smiling. "Thanks for coming over, Kendall."

I wave off. "No problem. Don't worry so much about Carlos."

"I just feel so guilty because I never noticed anything."

"You don't need. He obviously can act much better than we thought."

He nods. "Please greet him from me. And of course everyone else too."