Lucas had even arranged her daily needs down to the smallest detail. The moment something happened to her, he rushed straight to the hospital, transferred her to a facility owned by his family, and made sure she received the best care possible.And what had she done in return?Not even a proper thank-you.Layla pressed a hand over her face, about to scold herself, when she suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside. The sound grew louder, coming straight toward the restroom.She looked up just as a loud bang shook the door.The lock snapped, the door swung open, and a tall figure filled the doorway. Backlit by the bright hallway lights, he looked almost unreal like someone carved out of light, impossible to look at directly.Before Layla could even process what was happening, the man strode toward her, bent down, and scooped her into his arms.“Sorry. I’m late.”The moment his voice hit her ears—low, deep, almost musical—her whole body trembled.“Lucas?”“I’m here.”Lucas adjus
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