DYLAN'S POV
Knowing that my mother and Laila were in the bedroom talking things out made me restless. I was afraid that my mother would try to attack Laila if things didn’t go her way and I knew that Laila wouldn’t be able to gold back if this happened.
I heard a little shouting coming from my room but it was now silent. I assumed that this meant my mother was gone so I went to the room. When I got to the room Laila was curled up on the floor, the picture in her hand and sobbing her eyes out.
“My love… are you okay?” I asked her as she got up and wrapped her arms around me.
“Your mother asked me to forgive her” she said as she tried pulling herself together “how do I do that Dylan? How do I forgive her foe this?” She asked me as she put the picture of her dead father in my face.
“La
