Mag-log inLike us.The words settle over me as I process what she means. This is somewhere that might accept me even when the law says I belong nowhere.Before I can ask another question, a knock sounds at the door.“Come in,” Jane calls, and a moment later, the door opens.An older woman steps inside, her ca
Layla’s POVI notice how quiet it is first.Not the eerie silence that comes with a dark forest or the awkward silence that comes at the end of arguments. No, this silence is soft and still. Safe.It’s so nice that it takes me a minute to realize I’m surrounded by warmth.That in itself pulls me fur
Pain flared in her hand where the rock sliced through her skin, and another broken whimper fell from her mouth.“I can’t…”She gasps for air, trying to ignore the pain radiating in her body.There was no warning before her legs gave out beneath her. She collapsed, the cold ground reaching up to pull
3rd Person POVThe path down the mountain was not forgiving for anyone, but the further Layla walked, the more difficult it became. The cold set in early, making her stiff and half numb—the trek feeling longer as her body fought against her with every step.At first, she thought she could make it. S
Layla’s POVThe forest feels different the moment I cross through the hidden path. It’s quieter here, the cold air like a blanket that softens every sound. Even my boots thumping against the stone sounds muffled.The soft crunch of snow and the whistling of the wind are the only sounds around me. I
The glare Alexander sends my way has no semblance of mercy or pity. The fire blazing in his eyes is pure, unadulterated loathing. Is this the same man I once loved?“Are you trying to make this worse?” Alexander demands, grabbing my shoulder. I pull back, nearly tripping under the weight of Ben’s bo
He’s still here, in the same spot he was earlier, which eases a bit of discomfort in my chest.He hasn’t run after her… hasn’t followed her.But that brings another question to my mind. If Layla didn’t run to him, where did she go?The question burns in my mind, and I find myself stepping back and r
Alexander’s POVWith the plate of food in hand, I slip out of Camila’s room while she eats what the nurse brought.The cold look on Layla’s face as she left is stuck on my mind, and I can’t stop thinking about it. She’s always been cold, yes, but this seemed different. It was harsher… sharper than u
Layla’s POVThe pressure and pain make me gasp and flinch back. I jerk my arm out of Camila’s hold, and instead of even thinking to check on me, Alexander immediately fusses over Camila. He wraps her in his arms again, checking that she’s alright before they both turn to look at me.“I’m sorry,” Cam
Layla’s POVThe knot in my stomach tightens as Alexander stares at me.“What did you mean when you said pregnancy?” He asks again. The mixture of confusion and suspicion on his face makes me swallow the nauseous feeling in my throat.Before I can move, Alexander pulls the computer screen into his li







