“What do we do?” Layla asked in a voice I could barely recognize as hers.
“Calm down,” I say in my own weird voice. I was scared, but mostly for Layla because I dragged her into this whole mess. Jordan was threatening to kill her and for all we know her family could be in trouble already. I wouldn’t put it past him to do anything rash, he sounded desperate and I remember the look in his eyes after he beat me up on the night he rejected me. He could have killed me if he wanted to and I thought he was going to, but he spared me and now I have dragged Layla into all of it.
Layla was hardly ever scared of anything, but she looked terrified now and I know it is not just about Jordan’s threat but fear of what the prince would do to her.