Olivia quickly looked toward the door. "What's wrong?"

Logan usually abided by the rules and wouldn't bother her when she was resting.

"I … Ms. Fordham, are you asleep? I'm sorry to bother you."

Olivia wasn't asleep yet, so she figured she might as well see what Logan wanted. She got up and made herself presentable before she opened the door.

"I …"

Her voice trailed off abruptly. Logan was holding a cake with some candles on it.

The candlelight illuminated his face and flickered in his