NAOMI’S POV
I turned to Logan to ask what had come up and why he had left. “What happened?"
He looked at me, his face unreadable and said “I've dealt with it. Something with Brandon."
Distaste filled my mouth at the mention of Brandon. I don't know why I never liked him. Before and even now.
Marcus interrupted us both and said; “Come on, you've seen how she is. We need to talk" he meant all three of us.
We needed to talk about what had happened these past few days.
“Alright, let's go" I agreed.
Marcus turned the wheelchair around, I looked one last time at Layla, thought about what had happened.
I would have to tell both Logan and Marcus, we would strategize and separate facts from what could be real.
He pushed the wheelchair down the hall, Logan beside me, who held my hand and I appreciated the comfort. I leaned into it.
I was glad to have both of these men with me here. It made me feel better and safer. I knew nothing could come for me now.
We went back to my hospital roo
