Chapter 59: A New Day

*Layla*

“I love this house,” I assured him.

For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I allowed myself to believe that maybe, just maybe, we could find a way to make this work. That despite all the pain and heartache we had endured, our love could be enough to carry us through.

Dante pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my bare skin. "Layla, there's something else I need to tell you."

I lifted my head to look at him, my heart skipping a beat at the intensity in his gaze. "What is it?"

He leaned into my touch, his eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment before he spoke. "I was already reconsidering the position I put you in," he admitted. "Even though my memories of you are still hazy, there are flashes, moments that make me believe I must have loved you deeply."