Layla’s pov

I was embarrassed. Completely and utterly embarrassed. From what I could see, there were not one, not even two or three pairs of lingerie. No, there seemed to be plenty to give the entire town.

I was being dramatic but could you blame me?

And as I continue to look at the very thin green lace, fury soon replaced my embarrassment and made me grit my teeth until they hurt

Tiffany digs in, her nails hitting something hard that oddly sounded like cardboard.

She was more excited than I was. Not that I was excited, not one bit. In fact, I was the complete opposite.

She swishes the paper around until she gasped. “Layla you wouldn’t believe this.” She whispered in both awe and surprise.

“What is it?” | grit out every word. My anger wasn’t directed at her obviously.

“I think you just got a new phone.” She said breathily.

Was that my heart falling into my ass I felt?

Or was it blazing anger?

I didn’t know, but surely Tyler could be blamed for causing it.

“Shhhh!” The older woman hissed, her impatience whipping on her tongue as she moves the glasses to the bridge of her nose and looks at us angrily.

Tiffany looks over at her, her features drawing into irritation. “Oh keep quiet we’re not even that loud!” Tiffany huffed then goes back to searching through the bag and ignoring the glaring woman completely.

myself for a completely different reason than her. Somehow I took pity on the

she takes out the brand new box that had an image of a phone. It already looked more expensive than my

in shock as she stares at me

jaw pop by the force I clenched my teeth. I reach over and grab the box from Tiffany’s hand, opening it quickly to see if this was

I was wrong.

blinding me and I swore I

This was ridiculous.

rigid with anger. It was the little note

the arrangement, I’ll still be fucking

not the janitor? Or the homeless man who sat beside the curb

off the blue little note, crumbling it in my

to her only to see her digging more into the bag, pulling out a dark green

my face flaming as I thrust it back into the

him good for him to spend

at her. “Tif this isn’t a joke! I didn’t ask him to buy me

“I mean the guy has good taste in lingerie. I say

hold of my school

had the lingerie and phone. I cringed inwardly. Did he really think I’d accept this so

going?” Tiffany asked as I walk around the chair

going to give it back

Tiffany drawled, looking down at the

to him Tif. Finish your

up as soon as I can!” She yelled, perhaps forgetting the older angry woman

the hallway, my eyes

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