Chapter 592

Layla’s POV

Maybe this was his way of making sure I was okay.

Maybe he just wanted to help.

And honestly?

I kind of liked it.

The night was quiet, and the air was cool as I walked toward Little Jason’s room. 

The glow of his nightlight shines soft shadows along the walls, making the room feel peaceful. I smiled softly to myself.

He had always been such a deep sleeper. No matter how much noise Jason or I made around the house, he never stirred.

I pulled his door open gently, stepping inside. His small figure lay curled up in the middle of the bed, his tiny hands gripping the edge of his blanket. 

I felt my heart swell with warmth. He looked so peaceful, so innocent, and I wished nothing but happiness for him.

Carefully, I walked over to his bed, reaching for the duvet to pull it over him. But as soon as my hand brushed against his skin, I froze.

Hot.

Too hot.

I jerked