Chapter 949

Jason’s POV

I forced myself to focus on the road, but my mind was already far gone, drowning in thoughts I didn’t want to have.

By the time we got home, I was still on edge.

I helped Layla carry the shopping bags inside, but my head was no longer in the moment. 

It was trapped in a past I wasn’t even part of…a past where Logan and Layla existed. Together.

And the worst part? Now, Logan was here.

Again.

I couldn’t shake off the feeling that everything was about to change.

Later that night, after Layla had gone to bed and Little Jason was fast asleep in the Ladies apartment, I sat alone in my living room, staring at the whiskey bottle on the table.

I reached for it, pouring myself a glass.

And then another.

The memory of my own anger played back in my head.

The sound of my palm hitting the steering wheel.

The way my stomach had dropped when Layla told me the truth.

I drank…And dra