Chapter 21

Layla’s POV

I slowly rose from the edge of my bed when I thought I heard a sound coming from some place around the house, presumably from the backyard of the house. I walked closely to the door and pressed myself against it, listening for any sound of movement but it was all silence after that. Maybe the sound wasn’t from anywhere near.

It was getting dark outside and I was getting hungry. I haven’t seen any signs of Logan the whole day. I knew he was still in the house but was refusing to come see me. I started thinking about the possibilities that I might have offended him earlier but I couldn’t put my hand on it. I felt disappointed in myself when I realized I was actually starting to like his company, by even merely thinking and wondering why I hadn’t seen him at all. This was what happens when all I get is his face every day.

I slightly tapped on the door and it slid open. I stepped out and walked down the stairs that I’d so mastered by now. I cornered