Layla's POV
"You can wait outside," I told the interns, my voice low but they were acutely aware of the deadly, murderous undercurrent that rippled through it. "Take at least five minutes, grab a coffee or something."
Nicole's head whipped around to glare at them as they slipped out of the door as quickly and as quietly as they could.
As soon as the door closed behind them, Nicole faced me again.
"Finally, you actually decided to give us some privacy so that our little exchange won't end up on the gossip columns." Nicole snorted.
"Let's get something straight, Nicole," I snarled, "My life, from birth until I was returned to you, was never chosen by me."
"Ugh, here we go…" Nicole sighed dramatically as she folded her arms in front of her.
"Yes, here we go. Again. Beca
