LAILA’S POV
I could see from Dylan’s facial expressions that something had gone horribly. His eyes were wide open, and he was just pacing all over the room with his phone pressed against his ear although it was pretty clear that no one was on the other end of the line. He slowly moved the phone from his ear and finally sat on the bed staring blankly into space.
“What is going on?” I asked him but he didn’t respond to me instead he sat still and continued staring into space. I got up and snapped my fingers at him to try to get his attention and he finally looked at me.
“Dylan, you are scaring me,” I said
“I think something bad just happened,” he said as he finally seemed to snap out of it.
“What did your father say?” I asked him
“He asked me to come back home,” he said with his eyes
