Because everyone knew, Alex rarely lost his temper, but when he did, the consequences were catastrophic. For a brief, fleeting moment, Logan completely forgot how to breathe.
He had been so lost in his own delusions that he hadn't even considered the possibility of being publicly humiliated, At his own family's funeral.
Yet here he was. His face burned, his ears buzzed, and his mind scrambled for a response. But there was nothing. He had no retort. No excuse.
Because the truth was simple, Alex wasn't someone he could afford to offend. The guests, who had been struggling to keep a straight face, could barely contain their amusement.
Eyes darted between Logan and Alex, their expressions a mix of schadenfreude and mockery.
Some even turned away, pretending to check their phones, lest Logan saw the laughter threatening to spill from their lips.
To them, Logan now looked like nothing more than a pathetic clown, a man who had overestimated his worth and was now paying the price.
