Chapter 7

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Laila's P.O.V

I decided to give it a try and attempt to interact with my father. If only I would have known how that would go.

I found my dad in the kitchen and slowly made my way towards him. All it took was for him to make eye contact with me before I started shaking.

My chest immediately started to tighten and I dropped to the floor shaking even more.

"Please stop! Please stop! Please stop!"

Luke's P.O.V

I'm sitting in the kitchen when I notice Laila walk in. I could tell she was trying to say something to me so I made eye contact with her. She started to shake and I could tell something wasn't right with her. Before I could even say anything to her she dropped to the floor shaking even worse.

I quickly got up and went to comfort her by putting her in a calming position.

"Please stop! Please stop! Please stop!" She started repeating over and over.

"Laila breathe, you're okay." I whispered to her.

"No please stop, it hurts! It hurts! Stop please!" She screamed.

"What hurts?" I asked trying to get an answer from her.

"Don't touch me it hurts! Please stop! Please don't touch me!" She cried.

That's when I knew someone hurt my daughter. Someone got their hands on her and I have to stop at nothing until I find out who.

I WILL STOP AT NOTHING TO FIND OUT WHO HURT HER!

"I'm so sorry Laila. I'm so sorry. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you again. I love you." I told her.

It took me a while to get her to calm down. I didn't even notice I had fallen asleep until Michael walked in and found us both asleep on the floor.

I decided to lay her down on my bed so I could be there in case she had another panic attack.

"Michael, we need to talk."

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