laila lockhart

I’ve always wondered if I was cursed from birth because the kind of bad luck that haunts me feels almost supernatural. People call me a computer genius, but my real talent is something no one sees. They say I’m beautiful, yet I bury that behind oversized clothes and a mountain of insecurities. After dumping my cheating boyfriend, the only steady thing left in my life was my soul-sucking job until I lost that too. And the man responsible? Theron Lockhart. My high school bully didn’t just return he returned as the new CEO of my company. And his first executive move? Firing me and my entire department, like history repeating itself in the cruelest way. He didn’t recognize me, which should’ve felt like relief. But fate clearly wasn’t done toying with me. One moment, he was rescuing me from a run-in with my ex. The next, a rumor had spread: I was his girlfriend. And then the tables turned because Theron needed to avoid a scandal, and I was his best option. “Name your price,” he said, that arrogant smirk still intact. “Do you want your job back?” I didn’t hesitate. “Make me a director. Only then will I pretend to be your loving girlfriend.” I thought he’d laugh. I didn’t expect him to say yes. “Deal,” he replied, his gaze locking on mine. “Just remember, Amaris Kennerly once you sign that contract, you belong to me.”

Je me suis toujours demandé si j'étais maudite de naissance, car le genre de malchance qui me poursuit semble presque surnaturel. On me qualifie de génie de l'informatique, mais mon vrai talent est quelque chose que personne ne voit. On dit que je suis belle, pourtant je dissimule cela sous des vêtements trop grands et une montagne d'insécurités. Après avoir largué mon petit ami infidèle, la seule chose stable dans ma vie était mon travail abrutissant, jusqu'à ce que je le perde aussi. Et le responsable ? Theron Lockhart. Mon harceleur du lycée n'est pas seulement revenu, il est revenu en tant que nouveau PDG de mon entreprise. Et sa première décision de dirigeant ? Me virer, moi et tout mon service, comme si l'histoire se répétait de la plus cruelle des manières. Il ne m'a pas reconnue, ce qui aurait dû être un soulagement. Mais le destin n'en avait manifestement pas fini de jouer avec moi. Un instant, il me sauvait d'une altercation avec mon ex. L'instant d'après, une rumeur s'était répandue : j'étais sa petite amie. Puis, la situation s'est retournée, car Theron devait éviter un scandale, et j'étais sa meilleure option. « Donnez votre prix », a-t-il dit, son sourire arrogant toujours intact. « Voulez-vous récupérer votre poste ? » Je n'ai pas hésité. « Faites de moi une directrice. Ce n'est qu'à cette condition que je prétendrais être votre petite amie dévouée. » Je pensais qu'il allait rire. Je ne m'attendais pas à ce qu'il dise oui. « Marché conclu », a-t-il répondu, son regard plongeant dans le mien. « Souvenez-vous bien, Amaris Kennerly, une fois que vous aurez signé ce contrat, vous m'appartiendrez. »

Sempre me perguntei se fui amaldiçoada desde o nascimento, porque o tipo de azar que me assombra parece quase sobrenatural. As pessoas me chamam de gênio da computação, mas meu verdadeiro talento é algo que ninguém vê. Dizem que sou bonita, mas escondo isso por trás de roupas largas e uma montanha de inseguranças. Depois de largar meu namorado infiel, a única coisa estável que restava na minha vida era meu emprego maçante, até que perdi isso também. E o homem responsável? Theron Lockhart. O valentão do meu ensino médio não apenas retornou, ele retornou como o novo CEO da minha empresa. E sua primeira atitude como executivo? Demitir a mim e a todo o meu departamento, como a história se repetindo da forma mais cruel. Ele não me reconheceu, o que deveria ter sido um alívio. Mas o destino claramente não tinha terminado de brincar comigo. Em um momento, ele estava me resgatando de um encontro indesejado com meu ex. No momento seguinte, um boato se espalhou: eu era a namorada dele. E então o jogo virou, porque Theron precisava evitar um escândalo, e eu era sua melhor opção. “Diga o seu preço”, ele disse, com aquele sorriso arrogante ainda intacto. “Você quer seu emprego de volta?” Eu não hesitei. “Me torne uma diretora. Só então eu fingirei ser sua namorada amorosa.” Eu pensei que ele riria. Não esperava que ele dissesse sim. “Fechado”, ele respondeu, com o olhar fixo no meu. “Só se lembre, Amaris Kennerly: assim que você assinar aquele contrato, você pertence a mim.”

Mi sono sempre chiesta se fossi maledetta fin dalla nascita, perché il tipo di sfortuna che mi perseguita sembra quasi soprannaturale. La gente mi definisce un genio del computer, ma il mio vero talento è qualcosa che nessuno vede. Dicono che io sia bella, eppure nascondo questa bellezza sotto abiti larghi e una montagna di insicurezze. Dopo aver scaricato il mio ragazzo traditore, l'unica cosa stabile nella mia vita era il mio lavoro alienante, finché non ho perso anche quello. E l'uomo responsabile? Theron Lockhart. Il bullo dei tempi del liceo non è solo tornato, è tornato come nuovo CEO della mia azienda. E la sua prima mossa da dirigente? Licenziare me e tutto il mio reparto, come se la storia si ripetesse nel modo più crudele. Non mi ha riconosciuta, il che avrebbe dovuto essere un sollievo. Ma il destino non aveva chiaramente finito di giocare con me. Un momento prima mi stava salvando da un incontro spiacevole con il mio ex. Un attimo dopo, si era diffusa una voce: ero la sua ragazza. E poi le carte in tavola sono cambiate, perché Theron doveva evitare uno scandalo, e io ero la sua opzione migliore. “Dimmi il tuo prezzo”, disse lui, con quel suo sorrisetto arrogante ancora stampato in faccia. “Vuoi indietro il tuo lavoro?” Non ho esitato. “Nominami direttrice. Solo allora fingerò di essere la tua amorevole fidanzata.” Pensavo che si sarebbe messo a ridere. Non mi aspettavo che dicesse di sì. “Affare fatto”, rispose lui, con lo sguardo fisso nel mio. “Ricorda solo una cosa, Amaris Kennerly: una volta firmato quel contratto, tu mi appartieni.”

Siempre me he preguntado si nací maldita, porque la mala suerte que me persigue parece casi sobrenatural. La gente me llama genio de la informática, pero mi verdadero talento es algo que nadie ve. Dicen que soy guapa, pero lo oculto tras ropa holgada y una montaña de inseguridades. Después de dejar a mi novio infiel, lo único estable que quedaba en mi vida era mi trabajo horrible, hasta que también lo perdí. ¿Y el responsable? Theron Lockhart. Mi acosador del instituto no solo regresó, sino que lo hizo como el nuevo CEO de mi empresa. ¿Y su primera decisión como directivo? Despedirme a mí y a todo mi departamento, como si la historia se repitiera de la forma más cruel. No me reconoció, lo que debería haberme supuesto un alivio. Pero el destino, claramente, no había terminado de jugar conmigo. En un momento, me estaba rescatando de un encontronazo con mi ex. Al siguiente, se había extendido un rumor: yo era su novia. Y entonces las tornas cambiaron, porque Theron necesitaba evitar un escándalo, y yo era su mejor opción. "Ponle precio", dijo, con esa sonrisa arrogante aún intacta. "¿Quieres recuperar tu trabajo?" No lo dudé. "Nómbrame directora. Solo entonces fingiré ser tu adorable novia". Pensé que se reiría. No me esperaba que dijera que sí. "Trato hecho", respondió, clavando su mirada en la mía. "Solo recuerda, Amaris Kennerly, que una vez que firmes ese contrato, me perteneces."

> “You stay in your faith. I’ll stay in mine. But tell me—what do we do with this love?” Laila is engaged. A quiet Muslim girl who’s only ever tried to obey—her God, her parents, her future. Tracy is a pastor’s daughter, loud with faith and full of dreams—especially the dream of becoming a nun. They were never supposed to meet. And definitely never supposed to fall in love. But in a small town where Christianity and Islam don’t mix—and where being queer is a death sentence—their love story is a secret, a sin, and a slow undoing of everything they’ve ever believed. When Laila walks away for good, Tracy starts writing her letters. Letters she never sends. Letters filled with the kind of love you have to bury. Letters to Laila is a slow-burning, soul-breaking story of two girls caught between faith and feeling, rules and rebellion—and the question of whether loving someone can ever be truly wrong. --- > “This love wasn’t meant to bloom. But neither were we.”

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