(Layla’s POV)
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I blinked my eyes open, feeling the soft light of the morning streaming through the large windows of a luxurious cabin I was at. I did not recognise this place that Maxwell called a safe house. Confusion swept over me as I slowly sat up in the plush bed.
I was desperate for help to get away from Skylar. Maxwell was conveniently there for me to get away from my problems. After a good long sleep to rest, I needed to face my problems rather than keep running away from them.
My first problem was to speak to Skylar about the possibility of me getting pregnant. It could just be a false positive. But what if I was truly pregnant?
I placed a hand at my belly and chuckled. The cheating, the pregnancy test, the ex-husband taking me to a safe house. My life seems like
