Chapter 550

Jason’s POV

But the adults in his life? They had choices, and they’d made the wrong ones. It wasn’t my fault they were reaping the consequences.

Starting the engine, I pulled out of the parking lot and headed toward the hospital. Layla was waiting, and she deserved to be surrounded by people who genuinely cared for her. Logan might claim to love her, but his love was twisted, possessive. He didn’t see her for who she truly was—he only saw what he wanted her to be.

As for me? I’d make sure Layla had the chance to find herself again, to remember who she was without the shadows of Logan and Isabella clouding her life. I wasn’t just doing this for her; I was doing it for me, too. Because no matter how much Logan thought he’d won, the truth was, this wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.

I arrived at the hospital with the bags of fruit and juice in hand, my thoughts still a storm of worry and determination. Layla was all I could think abou