Two years later.....Layla's POV“Layla, hurry up we are going to be late”, Lelo called me from downstairs. She was driving me to and from work every day since I moved back here and got myself a new apartment. I stayed with my Dad for a couple of months to nurse him back to health while deciding to do something with my life.I had a passion for literature and went back to my old job as an editor at the cities publishing company, and before I went to beg for my job back, my boss was already on my doorstep, ready to drag me back to my office as soon as she heard I was back in town“Coming”, I jogged downstairs to grab a couple of fruits to put in my bag because we were already late for me to eat breakfast. I hated doing this to Lelo, sponging off on her for a ride to work, but she insisted and told me she would gladly give me a lift until I was back on my own two feet. I wasn't making a lot of figures, but they were enough for me to keep up with the cost of living. I just recently moved
Layla's POVDylan was only arriving later on today and I had unlimited time to cook dinner for us. Lelo and Stacy were coming along with James, Stacy's new boyfriend.They have been dating for over a year now, and he involuntarily became a part of our little family. I was happy that Stacy finally found herself a decent, well-mannered guy who treats her like a queen. They are really adorable together, and Lelo and I secretly envied their love, it was genuine, almost too good to be true, but it was.There was a knock on the door, and before I could go and open, Lelo barged in and threw herself on one of the couches. She never knocked more than once. One knock was enough to let herself in and make herself at home. My Dad always wondered how she did it but soon got used to it, our home was her own.Stacy and James walked in right after her, not empty-handed of course. They came bearing gifts for Dylan and a bottle of wine. I hugged all of them and thanked them for the toys they bought Dyl
Layla's POVWhen we finished eating dinner, the girls helped with clearing the table and washing the dishes, leaving the kitchen spotless. I made it a habit to always wash the dishes before going to bed, no matter how tired or drained I was because nothing is more depressing than having to make up in the morning, late, with the sink filled with dirty dishes.Damon and James seemed to get along now, the episode at the door seemed to be all forgotten as they were even laughing and talking about sports. Dylan had fallen asleep in Damon's arms and Damon held him close to his chest as they spoke softly to avoid waking him up. Halfway through eating his dinner Dylan was already yawning and rubbing his eyes lazily.It was time for the crew to go back home, and I was practically begging Lelo with my eyes to not leave me alone with Damon, and she was dropping hints that she might have left her bathroom basin tap running and some other lame excuses on why she had to go home and cannot sleep ove
Damon's POV"Dammit Quinton, could you just tell me where she is?", I lost my cool when he kept on playing games with me and I wasn't in the moodIt's been a week since I last saw Layla and to be honest, I felt horrible about the things I said to her, more especially how I said them. I really didn't mean for things to accelerate this far because I didn't go over there to make her feel small or bad about the decisions she took. I had to respect them because that's what she wanted, and I'm afraid I may have made things worse.When Dylan arrived back home, he was so sad which was a first because he was always beaming with happiness whenever he came back from Layla and when I asked what was wrong, he told me that Layla was crying and locked herself in her bedroom all weekend and that Lelo came over and stayed the weekend to look after him. Dylan said he felt bad because there was nothing he could do to make his mother feel better, and I felt terrible knowing that I was behind all of that,
Layla's POVHappy anniversary, Mrs Kingsley, the only woman who will have my heart forever. My One And Only♡.Love, DamonI smiled to myself like an idiot and shook my head to snap out of it. Today was our anniversary, and like looks like I'll be spending it alone like last year again. I took the necklace and placed in my hand, trailing my fingers around the heart shape design in the middle, a wide smile playing on my lips.The front door suddenly opened, scaring the breath out of me and I clenched hard onto my chest. Damon walked in and his eyes caught mine. I'm not actually sure how I feel at this moment, should I be relived that he didn't just leave like a thief in the night, or should I be mad that he just left without leaving a note or something?“Good Morning”, he smiled, walking towards me. “I didn't think you'll be up by this time”I was frozen at the spot, and he noticed“Layla, are you okay?”, he leaned closer and waved his hand in front of my face, that's only when I starte
Layla's POVThere was a knock on the door and I had a feeling it was Lelo, she wanted to come over last night and when I texted her that Damon was here, she promised she will be here bright and early today to get the full coverage. I don't understand how she's still a banker when clearly she should have been a journalist.I walked to the door already practicing my smile for the moment her dark down eyes pierced into mine, but the moment I opened the door, a different pair and colour of eyes were staring at me and I frowned a little“Aren't you going to invite me in?”, his brows rose, and I stepped aside while opening the door widely for him to come in. I noticed he had a traveling bag with him, meaning he was going to stay for a couple of days and sighed after I closed the door behind him. When I turned to face him, he had his arms folded across his chest, looking at me with a hint of disapproval in his eyes.“So, are you going to hug me or what?”, I laughed nervously, noticing his ex
Layla's POV"Layla, are you still there?", he sounded worried that I may have hang up on him, or was planning to while I was just frozen right where I was with the phone still on my ear. Why was he calling me? After all he's done to me and my father?"What do you want?", I asked, sitting up from the bed"I need to talk to you, please", he begged and a tear went down my cheek"After all you've done to me and my family? You have the nerve to want to see me and to even call me"."I know I'm asking for much but-", he said, and I interrupted him"Asking for much?", I scoffed mockingly, and I could hear him heave a sigh on the other line. "You destroyed my life"Tears streamed down my face as flashbacks began running through my mind about that fateful day my life changed forever"That's why I need to see you. I want to apologize for everything I've put you through Layla. Please, if you just could make time to come and see me, I promise I won't be long-", I hung up on him before he could eve
Damon's POV"I need you to come home with me", I said, and it looked like Layla froze in her spot for a little while, before her eyebrows knitted in confusion"Can I ask why?", she placed her notebook on the coffee table. "If this is about Dylan's party, I can plan it here and make it in time to celebrate it. I don't need to move back"."It's not about Dylan's party", I said, and I could see her pinching herself on the arm. "Why are you pinching yourself?""Oh, it's nothing", she laughed it off a little, like she didn't even realize that she was pinching herself. "Then what is it about then?"I drew a sharp breath. "I need your help""My help with what?""There's this new client at the company. The account is worth billions, and it can save the company from bankruptcy"."That's great news, isn't it?""It was, until Mr Brown let her daughter, Ella to handle all the interactions between Brown enterprises and the company""So", her eyes lurked around in confusion for a bit. "What seems t