LAYLA’S POV
“What?!” I raise my voice not believing my ears.
“Fake her death?! Why would she want to do that?” I shout at the top of my voice.
If she fakes her death, she would be wiping of her existence completely. She would become a nobody. A walking corpse. Dead but alive. She would have to be in hiding for the goddess knows how long.
Why would she subject herself to such cruelty?
“It was what she wanted Layla, I don’t want to do it too but I don’t have a choice” He explains.
“You should have talked her out of it!” I raise my voice again. My best friend would be a walking vagabond, probably for the rest of her life and I don’t know what might happen at the long wrong, but I might never see her again and now she wants me to fake her death?
No. I would rather disappear too.
“I…I
