Chapter 92

Layla’s POV

I thought about changing back into my clothes, but I knew Graziella would come back into the room before I was able to do that. So I picked up the ends of the clothes and turned back to Emily.

“There is a way through the parking lot inside the hotel, this way,” she called, and I quickly followed her.

As we made our way out, I kept an eye out for Graziella while still trying to hide my face from the rest of the few people seated around. I knew it was hard for any of Logan’s men who saw me in this white dress not to recognize me. I knew he had given me all the privacy a bride to be needed before the wedding by allowing me alone here with the women. He had trusted me and never thought I would do something like this.

The people seated at the lobby threw beautiful smiles at me, some even nodded at me. They all saw a beautiful bride about to get married; they did not know that I was there against my will and on my way to freedom. After