Chapter Sixty-Two- What Do You Want?

“ I will, thank you,” Layla said to Kendra and hung up. Even though she was worried, she had to obey Layla’s decision not to get involved.

Layla changed into a pair of joggers and a mini top after she and Kendra needed the conversation. Looking at her face in the mirror, she was horrified at how terrible she looked because of the tears she had shed.

She washed her face and wanted to use makeup to cover her eye bags and the redness but on second thought, she left it, she brushed her hair and went downstairs

Damian sat on a stool beside the bar with his phone in his hands, his countenance wasn't any better and Layla frowned when she saw the bottle of alcohol in front of him.

When their eyes met, she didn't know if it was her imagination or remorse but desire and want were evident in it, and when she blinked, she was met with a cold expression.

Perhaps, the first look was a result of her imagination. Taking a deep breath, she made her way to the bar, picked up the bottle of whiskey in