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-chapter twenty nine -
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*trigger warning* this chapter has mentions of miscarriage
"DO YOU FEEL AT LEAST A LITTLE BETTER?" CELINA ASKED LAYLA AS THEY LAID DOWN.
Throughout the night Layla had woken up crying. So Celina had done the only obvious thing by joining her in her hospital bed.
Layla sighed nodding softly against Celina chest. "I do but, I'll feel way better when they catch those guys. It's been four days, why do I keep crying?"
Celina pulled away from her to look at her. "Layla, you lost your baby. You don't ever have to stop grieving for something like that. What happened to us was terrible and you didn't deserve it. Grieving takes time."
"I know but-"
Celina shook her head quickly. "No buts, okay? You did everything right, this isn't your fault. They caught some of the guys that did this to us and they are going to get the rest of them. This isn't over yet."
Aaron was still in critical condition.
Layla let out a chuckle before wiping her tears. "I was just telling you the same thing."
Celina nudged her slightly. "You think I came up with that on the top of my head? You have too much faith in me." The two broke out into light laughter.
"Am I interrupting? Cause it looks like you're trying to steal my fiancé Juarez." Tim said as he walked into the hospital room.
Layla smiled weakly at him.
"Unfortunately, she's all yours Tim." Celina responded with feigned sadness.
"Don't be silly guys, there's enough of me to go around." Layla joked nudging Celina who chuckled as she got out of the bed.
Laylas head tilted as she noticed the slight scuff on Tim's face.
"What happened?"
Tim sighed softly shaking his head. "Nothing important."
