*Layla*
I woke up in the morning with a mixture of nervousness and excitement fluttering in my stomach. Today was the day of my ultrasound appointment, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation at the thought of seeing my babies again. As I lay in bed, my hand resting on my swollen belly, I felt a gentle kick from within. A small smile crossed my face despite the anxiety that had been my constant companion since Melissa's exposé broke.
The past few days had been a whirlwind of chaos and uncertainty. The city was in an uproar, law enforcement agencies were scrambling, and Dobkins was on the run. But for a few precious hours today, I hoped to push all of that aside and focus on the new life growing inside me.
I heard a soft knock on my door, and Dante's voice called out. "Layla? Are you ready?"
"Just a minute," I replied, forcing myself out of bed and quickly getting dressed.