[~Music Recommendations: No One by Alicia Keys & Back At One by Brian McKnight~]
Layla was humming a song now as she busied herself cooking Michael's favorite dish. It was the middle of the week, and heat rose to her cheeks when she recalled how Michael allowed her to call him hubby when they were only confined to their personal space.
In her mind, she had already accepted her husband, especially since she discovered the secret marriage certificate. She wanted to squeal in delight, thinking about how her mother would be happy at the fact, but she knew better to keep her mouth shut, for she thought Michael would like to surprise them when the time was right.
Unbeknownst to her eyes, Elysia had entered into Michael's room as she couldn't stop herself from interrogating him; after all, she considered Layla her own daughter and needed more reassurance that the man she loved was clean.
