Chapter 574

Layla’s POV

I move away from the window and sit on the edge of the bed again, burying my face in my hands. My chest feels tight, and tears sting my eyes. 

I don’t want Jason to see me like this, so I take a deep breath and try to calm myself. But the frustration lingers, a constant weight on my shoulders.

I think back to the last time I screamed. It was a week ago, in the middle of the night. I had been dreaming…at least, I think it was a dream. There was a voice, soft and familiar, calling my name. 

But when I turned to look, there was no one there. The emptiness in the dream mirrored the emptiness I felt inside, and when I woke up, I couldn’t stop shaking.

Jason held me that night, whispering soothing words, telling me I was safe. But even as I leaned into his embrace, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing. 

I wanted to ask him who the voice belonged to, but how could I, when I didn’