Chapter 79: A terrible car accident
"But I did kill him," Lucius murmured.
Layla’s fingers momentarily paused in his hair, then resumed, massaging his scalp, working the foam into every strand. "I don’t think so. You can tell me the truth," she said softly.
"You trust me so much. What if I betray you?" he asked, his tone distant.
"Why are you saying things like that?" she scolded, pulling the faucet handle. The warm water washed away the suds, leaving his hair clean.
Lucius closed his eyes, savoring the comfort of her touch. Once she finished rinsing his hair, Layla asked him to stand. Her dress was damp in places, but she ignored it, her focus entirely on Lucius. She took a towel and approached him as he leaned against the washbasin, his posture weary.
As she gently dried his hair, he broke the silence. "Aren’t you afraid of me? Now that you know I—"
"I’m only afraid of people who lie to me," Layla interrupted, her voice firm. She left the towel draped over his head, their eyes meeting as she spoke. "If you want to shower, you can use it first," she asserted and turned to leave when Lucius pulled her back, his arm wrapping around her neck.
"Lucius..." Layla’s voice was soft, encouraging him to continue.
"Thank you for believing in me," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "But the truth is... I’m the reason Antoine lost his life."