Una stood speechless as she shook her head disapprovingly at her daughter. She slowly placed her hands on her hips as if she was about to scold Layla. This reaction was infuriating to Layla who’s anger was reaching a boiling point.

“Layla,” Una began furiously. “You must reject him-“

Layla scoffed, “No, you will not tell me what to do. You have lost that privilege ages ago.”

“I am your mother,” Una's eyes filled with tears but they ...