Layla’s POV
I sat on the edge of Jaxon’s bed, with my hands trembling slightly as I stared at the floor. The word kept playing in my mind.
Baby. What baby?
I couldn’t quite comprehend.
“Sophia,” I asked again, my voice was sharper this time, “What baby are you talking about? Explain to me properly.” I ordered her.
Sophia’s eyes darted around the room like a rabbit caught in the open. She looked like she was planning an escape. Her lips parted as if she was about to speak, but hesitation froze the words.
Before she could say anything, a deep, controlled voice suddenly spoke up.
“You should be more than careful now that you’re with child, you know.”
I jerked my head up and felt my heart leaping into my throat.
Jaxon.
Relief washed over me in an instant. He was back to himself,
