Layla's POV
I looked around the room anxiously as my hands began to shake.
Just then, something snapped in me.
I wasn't there to look pretty.
I was there to prove that I could do the job.
That I was skilled enough for them to pick me.
That I was worth being chosen.
If I let my nerves take over, my whole reinventing plan would flop, and it hadn't even started.
I looked around the room and saw several seats.
Determined to calm down, I walked over to one of them and sat down, relaxing my body and my nerves.
I closed my eyes took deep breaths, and kept on repeating in my mind.
'I can do this. I am strong. If I don't do this, Orion and Grace are going to get away, and there will be nothing I can do.'
The last sentence worked like a charm. Immediately, those
