CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

Panic thrilled her deepest psyche.

She read it out.

'Who's next after Gary? I think it should be Scarlet or James."

Leila's eyes widened as she furrowed her brows.

Who the f*ck is this person?

"What the f*ck do you want from me? Leave me alone!"

Leila sent a text message.

She flung her phone into the armchair. She ran her hands through her hair.

She had thought it was over. She paced the room, unsure of what to do.

She yelled out in pain. This unknown person had even killed Gary.

At this point, she was so confused and frustrated. She bit her finger painfully.

She knew it was time to see him. She would not let David know.

Leila stayed for long in the bathtub, lost in thought.

The creaking sound of the door when David entered, had snapped her out of her thought.

She helped herself with a clean towel and walked out of the bathroom.

David slumped down in bed and shut his eyes.

Leila sighed.

She leaned against the wall, folding her hands against her chest.

"Are you okay?"

Leila asked.

She