Layla's pov
I never thought my heart could beat this fast.
Damian was only ten steps away from the building when I heard it—screaming. Not angry yelling. Not the kind of heated words you can wave off. This was chaos.
My heels clicked against the pavement as I rushed toward the crowd that had formed outside where Damian had gone to give Celeste her bangle. People gathered in a messy circle, phones in hand, faces wide with fear and curiosity.
And then I saw her.
“Celeste!” I screamed.
People ran in every direction. Chaos exploded around us. Screaming. Shouting. Phones dropped. Bags forgotten.
I dropped to my knees beside her, hands shaking, my heart in my throat.
Blood pooled beneath her. Her eyes were wide open, lips trembling.
“No no no no,” I whispered. “You’re okay. Stay with m
