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Lyla's POV "What are you doing, Lyla?" I turned to see Henry looking at me intensely while standing at the door. I ignored his question and continued packing up my clothes. I moved to the wardrobe and brought out a new suitcase for my sneakers, heels, and sandals. "I asked you a question, Lyla?" He yelled, making me stop in my tracks. "I'm leaving Henry. I can't stay here. I need to go" I answered. He yanked me away from the wardrobe angrily and made me sit on the bed. "Leave for where, Lyla?" He asked, his eyes blazing with anger. "Back to where I was before. They need me back there, I can't stay here when he's about to lose his life" Henry ran his hand through his hair out of frustration. "You never belonged to that place in the first instance. You belong here, your place has always been here with family" "I don't want to argue with you, Henry but I need to leave. He needs me. If you will, I'll appreciate it if you