EPISODE 2

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Aurora's words hung in the air like a challenge. Silas's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with the implications.

"What are you talking about?" Silas growled, his voice low and deadly.

Aurora leaned forward, her eyes glinting with a mixture of malice and curiosity. "You think Layla's dead, don't you?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Silas's expression faltered for a moment, and Aurora's eyes gleamed with triumph. She knew she had hit a nerve.

"It's been 7 years," Silas said, his voice cold and detached. "I've mourned her, Aurora. I've moved on."

Aurora's smile grew wider. "You're lying to yourself, Silas," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "You never got over Layla. And you never will."

Silas's eyes flashed with anger, but Aurora continued, her words spilling out like a poison.

"The car bomb that killed Layla... it was a setup," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "Damon planned it, Silas. Your dear half-brother."

Silas's eyes widened in shock, and Aurora's smile grew wider.

"The body they found in the car... it wasn't Layla's," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "It was a decoy, Silas. A pawn in Damon's game."

Silas's mind reeled with the implications. Layla... alive? It couldn't be. But Aurora's words sparked a glimmer of hope within him.

"Why are you telling me this?" Silas demanded, his voice cold and deadly.

Aurora's smile grew wider. "Because, Silas... I need your help," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "I need you to help me take down Damon... and find Layla."

Silas's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. What did Aurora want from him? And what did she know about Layla?

He leaned forward, his eyes locked on Aurora's. "Tell me more," he growled.

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Silas's eyes blazed with a dark emotion as he grabbed Aurora's neck, his fingers wrapping around her throat like a vice.

"Why are you telling me this now?" Silas growled, his voice low and menacing.

Aurora's eyes widened in fear, but she didn't struggle. Instead, she seemed to deflate, her body sagging under Silas's grip.

"I was in love with Damon," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I thought he loved me too. But he used me, Silas. He locked me up, kept me prisoner. I was just a pawn to him."

Silas's grip tightened, his fingers digging into Aurora's skin.

"Why should I care?" he spat.

Aurora's eyes filled with tears, and she seemed to shrink away from Silas's anger.

"Because there are others like me," she whispered. "Girls who were taken, used, and discarded. And yesterday... I heard that Layla is one of them."

Silas's eyes narrowed, his grip on Aurora's neck tightening.

"What do you mean?" he growled.

Aurora's voice was barely audible, but Silas heard the words that made his blood run cold.

"They have her, Silas. The same men who took me. And I had to tell you... before they harm her."

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Silas's eyes blazed with skepticism as he glared at Aurora. "Why should I trust you?" he spat. "What if this is all just a plan to get to me? What if you and Damon are in on it together?"

Aurora's face paled, and she shook her head violently. "No, Silas, I swear it's not like that," she protested. "I'm telling you the truth. I've been trying to escape from Damon's grasp for years, but he's too powerful. He's got too many people in his pocket."

Silas's expression didn't change, and he took a step closer to Aurora, his voice rising in anger.

"Don't think you can just waltz in here and spin some sob story to get me to do your bidding," he shouted. "I'm not some foolish pawn to be used in your silly games. You and Damon can keep playing your little power struggles, but don't drag me into it. I won't be caught in the middle of your territory wars."

Aurora's eyes flashed with fear, and she took a step back, her hands raised in a defensive gesture.

"Silas, please," she begged. "You have to listen to me. Layla's life is at stake. If you don't help me, she'll be killed. I know Damon's plans. I know what he's capable of. You can't just ignore this."

Silas's expression didn't change, but he could feel a spark of doubt igniting within him. He didn't want to trust Aurora, but a part of him wondered if she might be telling the truth. He pushed the doubt aside, his anger and skepticism winning out.

"I don't care about your problems, Aurora," he snarled. "And I don't care about Layla. She's been dead to me for years. You're just trying to manipulate me, and it won't work."

Aurora's face crumpled, and she turned to run, but Silas caught her arm, spinning her back around.

"Tell Damon I said hello," he sneered, his eyes glinting with malice. "And tell him to stay out of my territory."

..... TO BE CONTINUED.....

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