Chapter 536

Logan’s POV

He took a deep breath, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m almost certain it’s… Miss Layla.”

My entire body went still, his words slamming into me like a physical blow. For a moment, I couldn’t even process what he had just said. My mind reeled, trying to grasp the impossibility of it. Layla? Alive? No. That wasn’t possible.

“What did you just say?” My voice was low, dangerous, as if daring him to repeat himself.

Mark flinched but stood his ground. “I’m certain, sir. The woman who fell from the rooftop…the patient Dr. Thompson has been so concerned about…it’s her. It’s Miss Layla.”

“Miss Layla,” I repeated, my voice hollow as the name echoed in my mind. Memories of her flashed before my eyes…her laughter, her defiance, the way she had once looked at me with fire in her gaze. I shook my head, my fists clenching against the desk. 

“That’s impossible.”

“Sir, I wouldn’t have said anything if I wa