EDWARD’S POV
I’m in a mess.
Not exactly the feeling I was expecting after confessing to the girl I’ve been into and finding out she feels the same way.
I should be happy.
And I am.
Hell, most of last night was spent staring at my ceiling because every time I closed my eyes, I heard her saying it again.
Yes. I like you.
Those four words have been playing on a loop in my head for hours, but reality showed up this morning and it’s not good.
Before I lost my cool over Conrad, the plan was simple: take my time, get closer to Layla and slowly let her into my world.
Because the truth is, Layla barely knows me. She thinks she does but it’s just the version of me that lives in this apartment.
She doesn't know anything about my family or why I approached her in the first place. She doesn'
