Without another word, Layla turned on her heels and left the room. I knew what I had to do. As I started to make my way to the door, I heard Carlo’s voice speak out.“Where are you going?” he asked.I hadn’t bothered to hold back my sneer. “As if that’s any of your fucking business,” I said tightly.
AldoThe look in her eyes was cold. Distant. It was that same look that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.Like looking into the eyes of a complete stranger.I hadn’t meant to throw that spiteful comment at her, regarding her friendship with Vanessa. Honestly, there was no way of he
But what about that fine line that runs between both sides? What color is it? Black or white? Good or bad? It was the ‘in-between’ that he never spoke of—like it didn’t exist. What if it wasn’t morally good or morally bad?What if...What if it was a place where neither side existed? Or, perhaps, ca
EthanBetween Aldo and Layla, I wasn’t able to think clearly. Thankfully, work wasn’t particularly busy to where it required my full attention. After my meeting with Aldo, I proceeded to return to my desk and let my mind drift off into endless thoughts.Well, more like an endless debate.I truly fel
Shit. The plan was brilliant. It seemed foolproof enough. There didn’t seem to be any sort of gray areas or cracks in the foundation of the layout. It was solid.And much to my surprise, there didn’t seem to be any involuntary bloodshed like I had initially expected. The threat may have been there,
Aldo I remained silent and observant through the meeting Layla called the following morning. We hadn’t spoken a single word to each other since our fight.Things were bad.After she blatantly expressed her refusal to work with Ethan, she had left the bedroom and chose to stay in one of the other gu
No. Worse.It was as if I was staring into the eyes of some mindless killer. That wasn’t the Layla I fell in love with. It wasn’t the Layla I knew.Something was wrong.Her pupils were terribly dilated and had lost their glimmer. That loving brightness and kindness was gone. They were void. It was l
LaylaI fought back a sneer.“Why are you so hell-bent on this mentality?” I asked through clenched teeth. “Do you realize how many of our people they hurt and killed in the last few weeks?”Aldo kept his gaze fixed firmly on me.“I am well aware of the casualties, Layla,” he said evenly. I could te
Layla It was becoming harder to concentrate. Harder to think. Impossible to breathe.Every passing minute felt like a waste. I needed to get my son back—no matter what it took. And recently, I’ve been feeling the harsh effects of such a heavy notion.Sinking.That was the feeling that kept creeping