Chapter 141

Layla’s POV

I got back to Utah around past 11 p.m. as I approached my doorstep, I noticed a dark figure seated on my porch, right at the foot of the stairs.

As I approached my doorsteps, the image soon turned out to be Ken. He was sitting on top of my steps, hands held tightly between his thighs as he gazed into the sky.

“Ken?” I called and he quickly looks to see me.

He smiles before replying “hey Joanne, you’re back”

I stopped right in front of him and looked him up. His eyes are puffy like he’s sleepy and I knew judging from the chills I’m feeling around my exposed neck that he was cold from sitting out here.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him.

“Oh nothing, just waiting for you” he shifts to the side, creating enough space for me to sit down.

I really thought he didn’t see me leave earlier today.<