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... d a hand on my shoulder. "Let’s talk outside. Let her rest," she said, urging me to let Layla go.
I released my arms and softly put her head back down on the pillow. Walking away was the hardest thing I’ve done, but Tarisa and I stood just outside the room.
"You need to eat and rest. Let’s join the others in the dining room," she said.
"No, I’m not leaving her. Ever," I said and held onto the handle.
"She is all right now, but it is better she be alone these first ...
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