Chapter 300 Promises
- The room seemed to spin as Layla’s confession hung in the air between us. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even think straight. My eyes widened as I stared at her, desperately searching for some sign that this was a bad joke, a dream—anything but reality.
- But it was the truth. I could see it in Layla’s eyes.
- “He’s really Nathan’s?” I stuttered, grappling with the enormity of her revelation.