Kara's Lying Truth. (Curled Up With Him)

Netayam's POV.

"Kayla…." I emitted a soft groan, the sound tinged with remorse, as my arms instinctively coiled tightly around Kayla's body.

Deep down, I realised my wrongdoing. The memories of the heated argument from the previous night over the party lingered, and a sincere desire to apologise welled up within me.

Drawing nearer to her, I pressed my face against her hair, attempting to catch that familiar morning aroma that had become a comforting routine.

The essence of her presence had been sorely missed, and I was determined not to let it slip away again.

A genuine intention to reconcile with my mate replaced the inclination to engage in unnecessary arguments at every turn.

A hopeful smile played on my lips as I inhaled deeply, anticipating the sweet scent that usually greeted me.

However, to my disappointment, what met my senses was an entirely different fragrance, sparking a heightened sense of curiosity and an unsettling realisation.

Getting sober because I was certain I w