Chapter 61

Layla’s POV

I woke up earlier than I normally would since my stay at this house. I found my body jolting to life at the thought of escaping. It was all I thought about as I laid back on this massive bed all night, plotting towards it. I felt this was an opportunity to leave before Logan got back.

He would never find me. I could not hurt Antoniette into letting me out of the house, but she could help me get out.

I rushed into the bathroom and splashed water on my face. I pulled off my nightwear and threw on a black hoodie after a black singlet over black leggings. I pulled my hair back at the nape of my neck and made my way out.

The smell of freshly baked bread stung my nostrils as I made my way through the stairs, accompanied by Antoniette’s shuffling feet in the kitchen. When I reached down, I saw her standing over the table with a plate of breakfast on it, like she was waiting for me.

As soon as she sensed my presence, she looked up t