Chapter 911

Layla’s POV

A sudden knock at the door made us all pause. I exchanged a glance with Maddie before wiping my hands on my pajama pants and heading toward the door.

The knock came again, this time a little softer. I pulled the door open, and my breath hitched slightly.

Jason stood there, dressed casually in a simple gray T-shirt and jeans, his dark hair slightly messy as if he had just run his fingers through it. 

His brown eyes met mine, warm and familiar, and before I could even say anything, a smile stretched across his face.

"Good morning, Layla," he greeted.

I found myself smiling back. "Good morning, Jason."

Without thinking, I stepped forward, wrapping my arms around him in a hug. 

He hesitated for only a second before hugging me back, his embrace firm but gentle. For some reason, it felt different this time. More real.

"Mommy, who is it?" Little Jason’s voice called from the kitchen.

Before I