Lyla

I pushed past Salama to get into the room, a gasp leaving me the moment I laid my eyes on the scene in front of me.

My heart pounded so wildly in my chest that I was afraid it was going to split my ribcage open and jump out. It felt like a dream to see what was in front of me—to finally lay my eyes on the one person who’d completely ruined my life and the one that had completely changed it too.

There was Hafsa, seated in a ...