LAYLA’S POV
Damien adjusts on the bed as he looks at me, he grabs my face softly as I try to make sense of my thoughts.
“Layla look at me” He mutters softly. “Do you want me to get you something?” He asks and I shake my head.
“No, I..I think something is wrong with me Damien” I mutters and he frowns.
“You just said you think you have lived before, why do you think so?” He frowns and I run my hand through my head
“I…I don’t know, my head began to ring again and a whole conversation with Adalwulfa, that I have no memory of came to my mind…and I can barely remember anything” I explain and he hums.
He sighs, turning on the bed side table lamp as he clears his throat.
“Does your head still hurt?” He asks and I shake my head.
“Not really, it’s just a null ache now, nothing too serious’
