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Layla's eyes fluttered open and she felt the presence of someone in her room. She slowly sat up from the hospital bed, only to see Nolan standing there, with a relieved look on his face.

Her heart immediately began to race as she wondered what he was doing to her, she still didn't forget that he had put her in the situation she was in.

"Layla, how are you doing?" He asked in a low tone. He had never felt pressured by anyone in his life before but here he was feeling pressured.

"Like you care.." Layla muttered but he heard her well enough.

Nolan wasn't expecting Layla to be nice to him or even talk to him after what he'd done.

He did not deserve to stand before her. Over the few days when she was unconscious, he realized his mistake and discovered that he had treated her too badly. He never considered her feelings.

"Layla, I think we should talk.." he said, stepping close to her.

"About what?" Layla asked in a very low voice. She was not in the mood to see or talk to him.

"About how yo