Third Person’s POV
Suddenly the ache became violent and unstoppable.
Then she heard a man's voice shouting and the roar of an engine, then screams and the smell of smoke.
She held her head and screamed.
"Miss!" Enzo's voice thundered from behind. He showed up following the scream and reached the garage. He ran towards her immediately he had her in sight and grabbed her shoulders. "Hey, hey---look at me!"
Layla's body trembled.
He walked her out slowly then he slammed his hand against the button as Layla repeatedly pointed at. and the door closed in. The sound of the mechanism locking echoed through the hall.
"Let's go." Enzo said firmly.
Layla was weak as Enzo literally half-carried her out.
By the time they got home Layla looked drained. Her skin looked pale and clammy. Enzo help
