DYLAN'S POV
I could see that something was weighing heavily on Laila’s mind as we had breakfast. I figured she was just stressed out about the DNA test results but felt like she couldn’t talk to me about it. I had already told her that I didn’t like or trust James. She obviously couldn’t understand why I hated him but I couldn’t understand why he hated me either. I had done my best to prove that I was nothing like my parents to everyone and yet it seemed they always chose to believe whatever they had convinced themselves of.
I decided to take Laila for a walk in the garden hoping that would get her to relax, and maybe share what was bothering her with me.
“So are you going to tell me what is going on?” I finally asked her after a prolonged silence, she wasn’t even enjoying the walk like
