Layla's POV
I screamed out in horror, drawing the attention of the security guards.
I was unable to move. The traumatic scene brought back memories of my father's tragic accident.
The picture of the wrecked car flashed before my eyes. I saw his lifeless body covered in blood, with his eyes wide open.
My head spun and my heart became tight as though it was being squeezed, making it difficult for me to breathe.
I closed my eyes and took in deep breaths, trying to calm myself down.
The body was carried out, and one of the guards escorted me to my room.
Alex laid still on the bed and I drew a finger closer to his nose to confirm if he was still breathing.
His gentle breath fanned my finger. "Thank goodness he is still alive." I whispered.
I touched his forehead with my palm and it
