Chapter 880

Layla's POV

I leaned against the door, gasping for air between my sobs. My knees buckled, and I slid down, curling up into myself on the floor. I pressed my hands to my face, trying to muffle the sounds of my cries.

I wanted to be strong.

I wanted to be angry.

I wanted to hate him for lying to me.

But no matter how hard I tried, the pain wouldn’t go away.

My heart ached with a longing I didn’t want to acknowledge. 

Even now, all I wanted was to run after Logan, grab his face in my hands, and demand that he tell me the whole truth. I wanted to hear him say he loved me again. 

I wanted to throw my arms around him and hold him tight, to feel that warmth that had once made me feel safe.

But I couldn’t.

I wouldn’t.

He had hurt me too much.

I sniffled and wiped my tears with the back of my palm, trying to push away the lingering thoughts of him. 

I needed to get him out of my mind