LAYLA'S POV
Rafe's words from the day before are still sitting in my chest when Garrett walks into the clubhouse.
He's been showing up frequently now – unannounced, walking through the common areas like the space already belongs to him. Yesterday, he picked up a glass from the bar and turned it over in his hands before setting it back down slowly like an item for auction.
Today he's sitting at the bar talking to Nina about how hard it is when someone you love pushes you away, with his voice loud enough for the entire room to hear.
"I just want my family back. That's all I've ever wanted." He sounds sincere and some members are softening.
I can see it in the way they look at me now – not with pity like before, but with something worse. Judgement
‘Give him a chance, Layla.’
The metall
