Layla's POV

The room went unnervingly still. Maya and I sat frozen, my eyes locked on Eliana as her words sank in like stones.

Confession. Truth. My mind scrambled to piece it together.

My brows knit in disbelief, my chest tightening. What did she just say?

It didn’t make sense. She’d been separated from him for nearly a year—so how could this even be possible?

“Uuh..hmm..m” I cleared my throat, breaking the tension a little. “Did I… did we really just hear you say that?” ...