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.

completely different reason than her. Somehow I took pity on the woman

more expensive than my own cracked screen

he bought you an iPhone 13. Lai…..” She drawled out, her mouth opened in shock as she stares at me and then back to the box in

over and grab the box from Tiffany’s hand,

I was wrong.

uncracked screen nearly blinding me and I

This was ridiculous.

the sight of the phone that got me rigid with

out of the arrangement, I’ll still be

I knew it was him. I mean who else would it be, surely not the janitor? Or the homeless man who sat beside the curb

the blue little note, crumbling

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

thing from her hand, my face flaming as I thrust it back into the bag. I also throw in the phone and covered everything back with the colorful

it to him good for him to spend so much money on you.” Tiffany

to glare at her. “Tif this isn’t a joke! I didn’t

has good taste in lingerie. I say you should

shook my head, grabbing a hold of my school bag. “I’m not

the bag that had the lingerie and phone. I cringed

I walk around the chair to

going to give it back to

looking down at the paper

back to him Tif. Finish

yelled, perhaps forgetting the older angry woman who didn’t surprise me

out the door and walking through the hallway, my eyes browsed around in

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