Sophia
When I let go of Layla, I took out my pocket knife and handed it to her. “Keep it in case you need it, but keep it hidden,” I say, and she nods. We hear movement outside, so I squeeze her hand reassuringly, and move back to the bed Phoebe is laying on. I lay down and closed my eyes.
The door opens shortly after, and someone walks in. “Are you awake sweet cheeks? I have some food for you,” a male voice says. “I am not hungry. Just leave it there,” Layla says. “You need your strength, baby girl. As soon as the boss comes to fetch those two, we leave. I asked the boss if I could keep you, and he agreed,” the man says, sounding very happy.
He must be Hakiel, and he sounds like the one that carried Phoebe. “You are crazy. Don’t touch me!” Layla yells. “Calm down, baby girl. You don’t
