Chapter 173

Layla’s POV

“Hey, Layla! You need to get up.”

I let out a small squeak of shock and bolted upright, looking around frantically to try and find what the sound of trouble was. As I looked around, as it happened, I noticed that a few things were completely out of the ordinary.

For one, I was wearing a pair of navy blue jeans, a pretty red blouse, a leather jacket and a red scarf that seemed to be squeezing the life out of my neck given how I’d been slumped against the table just now.

Two, I happened to be slumped awkwardly over at a table in the corner of a large restaurant that seemed completely empty of customers, save for myself.

And lastly, there was a tall imposing figure leaning over me across the table with a rather pitiful and concerned look on his eyes as he watched down on me.

Then I looked at my surrounding again and realized I was still at