LAYLA’S POV
A buzzing sound wakes me up from my sleep and I lazily roll to the side to grab my phone.
Who is calling me and why?
I pick up and groan into the phone.
“What is it?” I rub my eyes.
“Layla I need you to listen to me, you have to get out of the house right now” Bryan’s frantic voice sounds through the phone.
I jolt up from the bed and furrow my brows.
“Why what’s happening? Is something wrong?” I ask jumping out of bed, my head swoons but I ignore it rushing towards my walk in closet.
“I’ll explain later, right now grab as much necessities as you can and go to the Master bedroom, there’s a safe behind the large painting, the passcode is your birthday, just the date and month, take the files in it with you, a driver would be waiting outside” He instructs, although his vo
