Layla’s POV
I walked past Caleb and the bodyguard without saying a word. My steps were slow, steady, but each one felt heavy in my chest.
I could feel Caleb’s eye on my back, sharp, watchful, and stubborn.
Behind me, Caleb leaned closer to Drew and whispered, his voice low but firm, “She will come around.
I need you here… and trust me, she does too.”
I heard it . But I didn't care.
Drew only gave a small nod. His posture didn’t shift, but his presence alone felt like a wall.
I unlocked my door and stepped inside.
The silence hit me first. Then I saw Naomi standing right in the center of the living room like she had been planted there.
Her eyes were red, slightly swollen, and her fingers twisted nervously around the edge of her sleeve.
I paused at the door.
For a second, the w
