Chapter 131

Layla’s POV

I spent the rest of the day just pacing around the house doing nothing. When the night came, I could not sleep.

I was haunted by the sight of Emma getting shot by Logan. The image of his bloodied face as he was being dragged away.

I thought about us when we were dating. He was always so caring and gentle with me. I could still remember the third time we had been to his room after our date. I was still trying to get a hang of the fact that Emma Morales was in love with a girl like me. We had started kissing on his bed, and then he had gently pushed me back on the bed and came on top of me more properly.

He had started kissing my neckline, slipping his hands under my shirt to grab my breasts. I was enjoying it, but I did not know if I was ready to go that far. Emma understood my body language. He felt hesitant and looked up at me, asking if I wanted to do this. I had nodded, and he had smiled.

But when he moved over to get a c