#Chapter46
Layla’s POV
/"What are you thinking about?/" I asked as I absentmindedly ran my hands over his bare chest.
We were in bed cuddling and it was now dark outside. I was resting my head on Emilio's chest, while he played with my hair. I must say that I was really enjoying this.
/"Stuff/" was his simple reply.
/"What stuff?/" I asked wanting him to elaborate.
/"I'm just thinking about how much my life has changed. I never imagined that my life would turn out this way/" he said a little distracted.
/"Tell me about it. There was a time when I hated your guts and wanted you dead/" I smiled a little at the memories.
/"Touché sweetheart/" he said with a chuckle.