Layla’s POV
As I lay with him, I stared at the clock.
It was way past 9pm which meant the time for the council meeting had arrived.
I wanted to be in attendance but I knew Jaxon would say no. Especially after I had thrown the tantrum earlier. That was exactly why I didn’t ask.
With these thoughts, I dressed slowly.
Also ignoring the ache in my lower back, the faint wave of nausea that followed me. At every movement, some new unfamiliar feeling passed through me.
It was almost like a new discovery. Of myself.
I finished dressing and stood in front of the mirror again. And reflecting back, was me, a woman I still learnt to recognize.
It took me a while to notice I had developed fuller curves and softer edges. My appetites were not really obvious until I got to know I had really
