Chapter 9
“LAYLA!”
Someone was calling her name. Layla tried to answer, but she could not tear her eyes away from her apartment door, which seemed to be screaming the word written on it: “LEAVE!”
“Layla!” the voice said again. But Layla still couldn’t look away.
The voice got closer. “Layla. Layla, speak to me.” A pair of hands grabbed her around the shoulders and turned her around. “Hey, look at me.”
Her shoulders turned, but her neck strained to keep her eyes on the door.
“Look at me, Layla. Come on.” The owner of the voice palmed her face and made her look at him.
She blinked when she saw it was Nathan. “How did you get in here?” she asked.
“One of your neighbors heard me pounding on the door.”
She looked over his shoulder to see several doors stood open in the hallway and quit
