Chapter 160

He runs a hand through his hair, dragging it back in that way he does when he’s unraveling. His fingers tremble slightly, just barely, but I catch it. He’s standing in front of me like he’s drowning and I’m the only lifeboat left in the ocean.

“I need you, Layla,” he says, voice frayed and low, like...

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