Chapter 227

Logan’s POV

But for now, I had Layla. And that was enough.

She stirred slightly in my arms, and I could feel the weight of her body shifting as she adjusted to my hold.

Her hand moved, lightly brushing against mine, and I couldn’t help but squeeze it in return. She was still with me.

For now, that was all that mattered.

I didn’t want to be here, not yet. Layla needed rest. She needed peace. And that was what I was going to give her.

I carried her inside, the weight of her body still in my arms. I couldn’t let her go. Not yet. Not until I knew she was safe.

As I walked through the quiet halls, the sound of my footsteps echoed, but there was no comfort in the quiet. I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened, about what could have happened.

And then, Layla’s breathing steadied in my arms as she laid against