#Chapter47

Layla’s POV

I felt a hand over the hand that I was resting on my pillow. I was more than certain that I went to bed all by myself, unless Emilio was back.

At the thought I immediately shot my eyes open. He was holding my hand even though he was asleep. I let a sigh of relief pass my lips when I saw that he was actually here. I couldn't help the frown that pulled on my lips when I saw his eyebrows furrow and his face contorting in pain.

I sat up on the bed and took a better look at him. A gasp of surprise left...