Chapter 702

Layla's POV

I ran a hand through my hair, my fingers tangling in the messy curls that fell over my shoulders. 

I didn’t even realize I was shaking until my hand started to tremble. I clenched my fist, pressing it to my chest, trying to calm the rapid beating of my heart.

What happened? One minute, we were talking, laughing, everything was fine. And then, in the blink of an eye, he was gone. He didn’t even say goodbye. Just… silence.

I pressed the call button again, holding my breath as the line rang. Once. Twice. Three times. Voicemail. Again.

I ended the call, my hands tightening around the phone, my nails digging into the case. I was being ridiculous. I barely knew this man, yet here I was, worrying myself sick over him. Why did I care so much?

My mind drifted back to the first time I saw him, on that flight to Puerto Rico. I still remembered the way my heart races when I looked into his eyes, the way his voice made me feel