Chapter 102

Layla’s POV

The following morning, I woke up to the stinging sunlight invading my eyes. I squint to adjust better to the sudden brightness in the room.

I heard the water running in the bathroom and finally opened my eyes after the much-needed contemplation. I picked myself up and stepped off the bed. I stepped towards the bathroom and leaned on the door.

I did not know why I was at the door listening in on the water running, but I knew it was suiting, and at some point, everything blended with the background, and I was just standing there, staring into the air. The door suddenly pulled open, and I was falling, only stopping when I collided with a hard, solid, wet body.

I looked up, groaning in pain as my head plummeted on Logan’s damp chest. I had drifted away with the sound of the water that I did not hear it stop. I quickly pulled back, my hair now sticking to my face from coming in contact with his dripping body. I looked up to see the sur