Chapter 115

The door’s open just a crack, like someone meant to shut it but forgot. Or didn’t care enough to try. My chest goes tight, a heavy, sick pull right beneath my sternum. I push it the rest of the way open and step inside, calling her name.

“Layla?”

No answer.

“Layla—hey, flower, you here?”

Still nothi...

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