Layla sat down on the couch, legs crossed as she munch on her crackers, she just got back from work, and it was a very hectic day for her and Zahra. She knew that Zahra is just trying her best to let her stay in the apartment with her, but she is contented. If Zahra hadn't helped her out when her parent threw her out then she would've been homeless by now.

Her ringtone blasted off, interrupting her thoughts. She glanced at the caller before hissing loudly, it was Yusrah, she couldn't help her out when she needed it then why is she calling her up? Must be gossip for sure, that's what she is good at.

"Heyyy Layla, what took you so long to pick the call?"Yusrah questioned immediately she picked up the call. She should be glad that Layla picked up the call.

"I was busy."Layla replied curtly.

"Aren't you watching the news?"Yusrah asked, and Layla rose her brows at no one in particular. Why was Yusrah asking her if she was watching the news ? What are we ? In the 80s ?

Hmph !

"Nope, why?"

"On the television right now and tune in to Tvc news channel, Muhammad is out."Layla was now on her feet. The word Muhammad made her body shook with joy.

"What are you saying ? Are you sure about that?"Layla inquired, her lips spreading widely into a wide smile, she couldn't help but cry.

"Yes, if you don't believe it then see it for yourself."with that Yusrah cut the call. Layla jumped up and down before running to the kitchen where Zahra was cooking for them.

"Zahra..."Layla yelled wrapping her arms around Zahra.

Breaking out of the hug, Zahra stared down at Layla completely baffled.

"Did you get a promotion?"Zahra asked, furrowing her brows at Layla.

Layla hissed and rolled her eyes skywards. "Nope, Muhammad has escaped from prison, do you know what that means?"Zahra shook her head. "We will be together again, finally."

"Seriously Layla, you are happy because of this? And how sure are you that you're going to be together again, huh? He has escaped from prison and not the mental asylum."where he should obviously be.

"The police must be after him right now, he won't be at peace."Zahra tried to reason with her, but she shook her head denying the obvious truth.

"I don't care about all that, and plus Muhammad is very smart he will surely have a solution to this, if not he wouldn't have escaped without a plan in mind right?"Layla rhetorically asked, Zahra ignored her and went back to doing what seem to be more sensible than the words coming out from her friend's mouth hole.

"But I don't know where to find him at this moment, and I need to meet him."Layla mumbled chewing on her index finger slowly.

Zahra turned quickly to face her. "Layla don't you think what he did is wrong? He didn't even give you a hint that he was going to escape from prison. If he had that in mind why the hell did he make you do all that to Dr Hisham's family? Think about it, I'm not sure about it but it's not right."

Layla sighed. "You're totally misunderstanding him, Muhammad isn't like that. I don't care about what I did in the past."

"What if Haidar or Dr Hisham come to know the truth? That you were the one who faked the reports on Muhammad's behest ? Do you think they will let you go easily? Especially Haidar?"Zahra questioned, Layla knows that she is right but Muhammad won't let anything happen to her, he loves her and to top it all she is carrying his child.

"Forget about all that for now Zahra, I trust Muhammad with all my heart, he won't do anything to hurt me, and he will protect me no matter what, that I'm sure of."Layla stated a small smile finding it way to her lips. The love she have for Muhammad knows no bounds. True he did so many bad things or he was framed like he stated, her love for him is still the same.

But she don't know for him, but she prays the feelings are mutual.

"I won't try to talk you out of it because you don't look like you're in your senses, but I'll always be here."Layla ignored her and walked out of the kitchen.

Zahra can speak rubbish; Layla muttered shaking her head. Her phone started ringing, when she saw that it was an unknown number calling her, she was sure it was Muhammad, she picked up immediately, flaring with joy.

"Hello Muhammad is that you?"Layla asked, her eyes brimming with tears of joy.

"Yes Layla."Layla could swear her heart skipped a bit. She placed her left palm against her chest to calm her racing heart. "Can you come and see me right now, it's urgent."

Layla was quiet, the way he spoke it was as if he was talking to a random person and not the love of his life, but she shoed the thought away with the excuse of claiming Muhammad must be tired and exhausted, she don't want to find him guilty of anything.

Indeed, love is blind.

"I'll text you the address, please come alone and don't tell anyone even your friends."with that he ended the call. Layla glanced up at the clock plastered on the wall, it was after 6, she was hungry and was waiting for Zahra to finish cooking but now Muhammad is her top priority, she will meet him first then have her food later.

She wrapped her black veil around her head, picked up her purse, held her phone tightly between her palm before dashing out of the house. Zahra heard the door opening so she followed after her and yelled. "Layla are you going somewhere?"Layla was now by the gate, she nodded and waved Zahra goodbye. "I hope this have nothing to do with that psychotic dude."with that she closed the door and went back in.

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"Muhammad."Layla yelped, joyfully reaching out to hug him, but he stopped her. Deep down she wanted to ask him why he did that, isn't she his anymore?

"How did you escape? And what happened to your forehead."Layla inquired, when she saw the blood that was oozing out of his forehead.

"I fought with the policeman."Muhammad answered, nonchalantly. Layla stared at him jaw dropped, he fought with a policeman and he is here acting as if nothing happened.

"I'm so glad you're out, Muhammad I missed you so much, and your baby does too."Layla ended, looking down at her tummy.

"I missed you too, Layla but we can't be together."

Her heart skipped, it was different from the one she felt before, this one was full of pain. Why is Muhammad talking like that when he clearly knows that she won't be able to live without him.

"The police are looking for me, I don't have much time."Muhammad sighed running his palm over his face.

"We do, I just have to stage one more drama in front of Hisham's family, then...."

Muhammad cut in, "No."

Layla stared at him, for the first time she couldn't read the expression on his face.

"We've to act as fast as possible for that we need to change the whole plan."

Yo Yo Yo!!!!!

It's been awhile guysss!!! Like forever!!! But I'm back now In sha Allah.

So Muhammad has escaped from prison, what dirty thing is going on his mind right now ???? Well we will find out soon!!!!

And Layla, Oh poor Layla 😂 should we tell her the truth ? That Muhammad is maybe using her to get his ways ??? Or we should let her find out herself ? 😂 well for me I'll take the second option, hehe 😂

What do you think Muhammad is planning next ????

I think I know, but sha I won't tell you 😂 If you want me to tell you then bribe me with comments 😁

Ba-byeeee!!!!!

Ria ❤️