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Finally, Layla reached across the table and rested her hand on his. “Let’s keep telling this story, Jayden,” she said. “One chapter at a time.” His fingers curled around hers. “We already are.” And just like that, they turned the page. Together.

Throw her into the dungeon, let’s show her how traitors are treated. He looked into my eyes, wanting to see fear, wanting me to beg. He doesn’t know that I, Layla Ross, never beg. I was thrown into the dungeon, which was surrounded by snakes. “I bet this isn’t even legal,” I huffed in annoyance, knowing fully well that Dominic Foster was law itself. If he thought snakes would teach me a lesson, he was mistaken. The snakes came closer and closer with venom in their tongues. If I weren’t a Hypnotist, I would have been petrified.

when Fiona mentioned that she’s not sure if I know Gideon or his relationship with her. I rushed toward her to yank the wine from her, my eyes smiling immediately I saw Layla walk in hurriedly with the mint sweets I asked her to buy on her way. “Right on time! She’s so drunk already! please help me out with the warm water and the lemon powder, it’s on the counter over there.” Layla nodded, breathing heavily. She’s late for our girls out meeting but she must have been running to meet up on time so I didn’t bother to reprimand her.

Chapter 78: “I can’t believe that the two months will be over tomorrow, it all looks like yesterday,” Layla said and breathe a sigh of relief before joining Fey on the bed. “I wish this wasn't over yet, how am I going to see Leo, the food, and this nice interior, these are memories I am getting from here already,” Fey replied “Fey are you for real,” Layla asked and looked at her face directly, “we should be grateful for the freedom and not the other way round,” Layla replied.

Cassandra said solemnly, "your true journey begins. Your path will be fraught with challenges, but know that you are not alone. We shall stand by your side, guiding you as you learn to control this extraordinary power." Underneath the watchful gaze of the moon, Lyra vowed to embrace her destiny, no matter where it led. The sun had sunk beneath the horizon, painting the sky in brilliant hues of orange and magenta as Lyra stood at the edge of a rippling lake, her heart-shaped face reflecting in the quietly lapping water. She stared at the shimmering surface, her striking green eyes glistening with a mix of fear and determination. The weight of her newfound power remained heavy on her shoulders

Alli didn’t answer. Didn’t move. Just stared, teeth sinking into her lip until the taste of blood caught her tongue. Then came the next one. The one that blew the air right out of her lungs. Layla: I’m pregnant. Alli’s heart stopped. Literally stopped. She blinked. Read it again. No. No way. Layla was lying. Manipulating. Stirring the pot like she always did. But even as the denial surged, something in her gut said—

”I couldn’t sleep, and I told you I saw you slip in here,” he matched her gaze. There was something stormy in his eyes, that made her feel electrified. She hadn’t realized how intense his gaze was. “I see,” she said looking back at the file. Inside was her name and date of birth. When it came to parents, she paused. “Nyx x human male (Jonathan)” she read softly. A small noise sounded from Theo’s throat, “Nyx,” he repeated, “that’s…not possible?” He questioned. Layla didn’t know how to process this or what to make of it, but she simply said, “I’m possible from the looks of it.”

she said, lunging forward to snatch the book from Layla’s hands. "Hey!" Layla protested, holding the book out of reach with a laugh. "Nope!" I said firmly, joining Zara in her attempt to confiscate it. "That’s definitely outside your scope, young lady." Layla giggled, finally letting the book go but not before delivering her final, shocking blow. She sat back against her pillows, crossing her arms with a smug look. "No!" she folded her arms, her voice filled with childlike confidence, "I’m old enough to know a lot of things. Like the fact that the baby’s father is Ryan."

Gabriel looked at me for a long moment with the expression of a man who knew he was not going to change anything and had made peace with that. I looked back at the course — at the green and the afternoon light and the particular clarity that came from knowing exactly what your next move was going to be. Welcome to hell, Layla Thompson. ******* Thank you for reading. Please like, comment, vote and add to library. Your support means everything. — Ruthie ❤️

That morning’s therapy session left her drained, so with Damien at work, she asked Izabella to take Keisha to the park at the end of the cul-de-sac so she could nap. Layla woke fresh and full of determination. She decided to make a call that could trigger more memories for her. It was risky, but it was a call she had to make. “Hello,” the familiar, deep, sexy voice answered. “Carter, this is Layla Miles.” She fingered the necklace that Alec had given her long ago.