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.

angry myself for a completely different reason than her. Somehow I took pity on the woman for nearly that

new box that had an image of a phone. It already looked more expensive than my own cracked screen one and I was sure it was something I wouldn’t be able to

bought you an iPhone 13. Lai…..” She drawled out, her mouth opened in

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

I was wrong.

and I swore I heard the

This was ridiculous.

wasn’t exactly the sight of the phone that got me rigid with anger. It was the little note Tyler left stuck to the

won’t come out of the arrangement, I’ll still

surely not the

little

for you,” Tif snorted. I turn to her only to see her digging more into the bag, pulling out a

as I thrust it back into the bag. I also throw in the phone and covered everything

must really be giving it to him good for him to

glare at her. “Tif this isn’t a

mean the guy has good taste in

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

the bag that had the lingerie and phone. I cringed inwardly. Did he really think

are you going?” Tiffany asked as I walk around the chair to plant

going to give it back to

looking down at the paper she was writing

give it back to him Tif.

as soon as I can!” She yelled, perhaps forgetting the older angry woman who didn’t

and walking through the hallway, my eyes browsed around in search of

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