Chapter 81

Tycelyn's POV

"What happened to Layla?" There was a certain feeling in my chest when Kenzal took my phone from my hand and asked about Layla.

"She ..she…she.." My patience began to run thin as Brayon was crying and struggling to speak instead of composing himself and talking.

"You dimwit, can't you talk!!" I yelled over the phone, like save us the time.

"Where are you?" Kenzal ignored my shouting and asked Brayon.

"La..lay …la… Layla's….apart_"

"Just hold on, we will be right there," Kenzal cut Brayon off and ended the call, I guess he didn't have the patience either.

"I will put on something and I will meet you outside," Kenzal said and left the kitchen.

I turned off the oven, picked up my shirt, and wore it. I didn't need to change into anything as I was already wearing an up and down nightwear, I carried my phone and went outside.

I couldn't shake out the feeling in my chest, I couldn't erase how worried I saw Kenzal when Brayon mentioned Layla. I knew they had been friends since t