LAYLA’S POV
TWO DAYS EARLIER
The school bells rings and I drag my leg out of the class.
These past few days have been a lot more exhausting than it should, and I seriously need a break.
Maybe some vacation at a serene part of Oceanville, or just stay in my house and not be disturbed for at least two months.
It’s been a week. A long ass week without talking to them.
Damien had left angry and frustrated that day because of my damn mouth.
At first, I thought it was a dumb thing to avoid me after that conversation. I was the one that was kept in the dark. I was the one that was lied to.
But I realize the thought was just dumb. It was just stupid to think like that. Because it wasn’t my story to know or tell, it was theirs.
It was their choice to tell me about something that must
