Nathan Layla could be going anywhere right now. It could be the restaurant, home or to even see a friend. There's no way I can be sure she's going to see her boyfriend, but even if that's the case, what right do I have to do this? I look ahead and her car's already out of sight. I'm glad it is, because this isn't how I want things to be. When I saw her for the first time among my new staff, all I wanted to do was get an opportunity to speak to her so I could apologize. I wanted to tell her everything I've been through over the years while thinking about what I put her through. That's all it was supposed to be, so how has it come to this? Why am I so bothered by her new life and her new man? As I think about what I've just done, I slam the steering wheel a few times, then lean back in my seat. This needs to stop. My main goal is still to just have a conversation with her. She obviously hates me even more after seeing me with Miranda, but I don't want her to get the wrong idea. I'm

NathanAs James awaits my response, I look to the side with a scoff."Don't be ridiculous," I say to him."You looked away. That means you're lying to me!" He straightens up.I huff. "I'm telling you the truth. This isn't because of Layla.""You can fool everyone else, but you're definitely not fooling me. It's pretty obvious that she'd be one of the first to go had you been onboard with our decision. That's why you've left it up to her to either stay or resign.""You're just thinking too much. Fine, let's just say you're right. Why would I do this only because of her? It's not like she'd financially suffer."He strokes his chin, slowly pacing. "Hmm...now that I think about it, you make a good point. Driving a car like that, her boyfriend's wealthy and we both know it. That's -""If you're just going to further talk about her boyfriend, then stop right there." I poke my cheek.He chuckles. "The topic really gets on your nerves, huh?""It's not funny." "Alright...alright. I'll give it