59

Layla

I had long since concluded that I was over with any revenge plan of the sort. I couldn’t risk lives just to satiate myself and moreover, it seemed I have been leaked; the bugged car never moved since the time I found out about Chloe’s extramarital affair. I just couldn’t take further risks.

“Hey!” Henry knocked on my study as soon as I hung the call with Amanda.

“Come in.”

The door opened. He bought in a tray of snacks.

“Thank you.” He set the tray on my desk and briefly kissed my lips. I was beginning to get used to his kissing me but whenever our lips touched I’d remember the kiss with Leo the other day. It haunted me and I always felt bad for not being able to make the memory decay.

“How’s it going?” He sat on the swivel chair opposite mine.

“Pretty good. I’ve gotten a better percentage of designs.”

“That’s great. I’m glad you’re returning to being yourself once again.” He smiled.

“Yeah,”

“Yeah.” Then his eyes remained lingering on my face.

“What’s on your mind?”

“You are hap