Layla's POV

A YEAR LATER

"Hey..." I began softly, snaking my arm around Noah's waist. "Are you going out already?"

It was Tuesday.

He was definitely going out.

But when I saw him, just standing there by the mirror knotting his tie, I just couldn't resist.

"Yeah." Noah nodded. He fixed his tie on his neck before turning to face me. "I have to be in the office today."

Today... Yesterday, the day before...

Everyday.

Even on weekends, he worked.

Every single day since he returned home from the hospital almost a year ago, he left the mansion early to go to work.

"Noah..."

Gently, he pulled my hands away...