LEILA
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“I heard your name,” Misa said, her voice trembling slightly, her eyes glued to mine, “he had asked how they were going to keep it away and” Her words trailed off, but I knew what she meant.
Keep it away.
The truth from me.
This isn’t going well, my mind screamed because this is a goddamn nightmare unfolding in slow motion.
“That’s not possible,” I stammered out, shaking my head, already shaking, a tremor starting deep inside that spread outwards through my limbs.
“You know he can’t do that to me, Misa. Not Damien. He had promised that he will take care of her, promised he will give her medical attention, put her somewhere safe. That’s what he’s currently doing. Maybe it’s a mistake. You heard wrong.”
I was already shaking violently now, hugging myself, trying to hol
