Chapter 556

Jason’s POV

I wanted her to be happy, to feel safe, but how could she when her entire world had been ripped away from her?

The sound of footsteps in the hallway pulled me out of my thoughts. For a moment, I thought it might be Layla, but they were too heavy to be hers. One of my men, no doubt, was making his rounds.

I sighed and sat down on the edge of my bed, my head in my hands. I needed to pull myself together. Layla needed me to be strong, to be her anchor in all of this. I couldn’t afford to let my own emotions get in the way.

Still, the image of her sitting on that hospital bed, holding Little Jason for the first time, stayed with me. She didn’t remember him, but there was a connection there, a bond that couldn’t be broken by something as fragile as memory loss.

I lay back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Sleep wouldn’t come easily tonight, I knew that much. But for now, I could take comfort in the fact that she