Chapter 147 Profession Of Feelings

• Lyla’s pov
• There it was, laying bare between us: the day we never talked about, the day I shared myself with him to save his life. It wasn't something I regretted, but it was a memory I hadn't really digested, let alone talked about with him.
• I did not respond since I was unclear what to say. The stillness between us stretched and grew heavier with each passing second. Lorenzo shifted his weight, his hands clutching the edge of the table as if to anchor himself.