Layla's POV
My pregnancy had begun to show more by the day… subtle, but impossible to hide now. My clothes fit differently, my walk felt differently, and every time I passed the mirror, my hand would drift to my lower stomach without me noticing.
Yet, none of that slowed my mind.
Especially the thought of Julian.
They still hovered behind my eyes like a shadow I couldn’t blink away. Sometimes the memory comes quietly. Sometimes it hit me.like a punch. Either way, it stayed.
To distract myself, I upgraded my security.
A large wall-mounted monitor, what the technician called a multi-channel surveillance feed hub, now occupied a section of my office wall. With it, I could view every camera in my home, my office building, the parking lot, and the hallways. I didn’t need to switch sc
