Chapter 515

Isabella’s POV

Layla was smiling, though she looked exhausted, and sitting next to her was her best friend…the one I had seen earlier in the lobby.

I strained to hear their conversation, pressing myself closer to the glass without being seen.

“Jason really loves you, Layla,” her friend said, her voice soft but full of conviction.

My stomach twisted at her words. Jason loved her? I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I tried to steady my breathing. 

How could this be? Jason, who was supposed to have rid himself of Layla, was now wrapped around her finger.

I watched as Layla smiled weakly, her hand brushing against the edge of the cot. “He’s been amazing,” she replied, her voice filled with a warmth that made my blood boil. “I never thought… after everything… that he’d be here for me like this.”

The anger bubbled up again, hotter this time. My thoughts were racing, a storm of jealousy an