Prologue
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Laila POV
I could hear the faint noise of police sirens growing closer as I hurdled over the brick wall behind the old warehouse. I knew they were coming for me and I wasn't gonna give up; anytime soon at least. I tried and tried to convince them I didn't kill her. What more did they want? I didn't even know her, never even seen the girl until they had shown me the pictures of her lifeless body, that had been stabbed 18 times, found outside the warehouse. Maybe they suspected me because I hang out there all the time. I came across that place on one of my many adventures a couple of years ago and have been going there ever since. It was my place. I was alone there, just the way I liked it. I knew I was more of a rebel in school but I still got good grades. I mean do I look like the type to stab a girl 18 times? According to the police, I look like the rightful suspect in this case. I thought they had actually believed me at the station. But as soon I got home that night, there was two armed policemen standing at my front door looking for Laila Joy. My mother knew I was innocent, she had no doubt in her mind. That's why she helped me escape through the back door after she slammed the door in their face's. Oh god, I wonder what they have done to her. Anyway, that's how I got into the run for my life.
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Hi everyone! So this is my first story I've posted on Wattpad so I hope you enjoy it :) And I really need a book cover made so if anyone wants to make one for me, I would greatly appreciate it. Just inbox me if you're interested. Also, I know this is only the prologue but I will do my best to update frequently. Anyway, thanks and hope you like it!
- L
