Chapter 79

• Lila’s POV
• He saw. He was watching. That was the only thing that mattered as I stared up at his worried face. Leo must have run his fingers through his hair a million times as it stuck out all over his forehead.
• I wanted to touch the strands, push them away, and watch him relax against my palms. Perhaps I was overreaching, but in my imagination, where the two of us existed in the most favorable world ever, just like our moment out on the hospital balcony, he enjoyed my touch.