LAYLA'S POV
Finals were to start tomorrow and I was a little in edge. I was nervous because for some reason I felt like I was going to flop this exam.
I had been pacing around the house all day, having slight panic attacks anytime I feel like I didn't read a particular chapter.
I run a hand through my hair as I adjust the textbook in my arm.
I back around the room as I try to find my note, but after looking around for a while, I didn't see it.
I begin to panic as I frantically look around for it.
"Hey Wigrat" Damien chirps as he walks down the stairs, but I barely register his presence as I look around the room.
I walk back up the stairs trying to retrace my steps and I didn't realize Damien was following closely until he grabs me by my shoulder stopping me in my tracks.
"Layla,
