_Lyla's POV_
After Aaron’s comforting words and warm embrace, I felt a fragile sense of calm settle over me. But as soon as he stood up, his face shadowed with a hint of regret, I knew he had to leave.
“I have an important meeting,” he said softly, brushing his knuckles gently along my cheek. “I don’t want to leave you, but I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
I nodded, forcing a small smile even though my heart clenched. “It’s okay. I’ll be fine.”
He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. His lips lingered there for a second longer, as if reluctant to let go. Then he straightened, gave me one last lingering glance, and left the room.
The door clicked shut, and the silence that followed felt heavy.
I stayed in bed for a while, staring at the door, half-expecting him to come bac
