Layla’s pov

“Where’s Tyler?” Samantha questioned with a pitch of accusation in her voice.

I wince inwardly. That woman clearly didn’t like me.

I cleared my throat embarrassed and felt the beginning of a blush as I answered. “He’s taking a shower and would be out soon. He told me to watch Daff still?”

The blush on my cheeks rages as Samantha looks at me like she knew exactly what Tyler and I were doing in his room Every single detail.

She points her nose up snottily and moves her gaze from my face as if I were a mere peasant that needed scrubbing her shoes.

“Well whatever. I would’ve stayed longer but I do need to get going. Come.” She says blandly and starts walking away.

Unsure of whether to follow or not, I nearly trip when she turns around to look me over her shoulder. With a thin arched brow, she grumbles unkindly. “Well?”

I smiled in humiliation and rushed over to catch up to her. But Samantha seem intent to make sure I was feet away from her as though the mere presence of me any closer to her would somehow poison her.

“Daffodil is in her room.” She said over her shoulder, but this time she hadn’t bothered to look at me.

Was I supposed to answer to that?

“She doesn’t do well with strangers,” Her words come out bland as she turns to look me over her shoulder with narrowed eyes. “Especially with girls who seek only her brother’s attention.”

trying to rile me up. I’ve taken far worst over the years from

as I hadn’t answered her. Clearly,

I doubted anything would ever make the woman see me in a better

a white wooden door with a drawing of a fairy

has just woken up,” Samantha utters and opens the door which revealed a

about when I was younger. A little girls dream room

Samantha leans against the frame while turning to me. “I suggest you at least get to know her

at her words, not because they stung

her eyes burning at the side of my face she asked. “Do your parents even know

still out so it wasn’t quite nighttime yet.

managed to mingle into the

not to mind my business that has nothing to do

a little again and I’d say I had successfully rendered her speechless.

eyes on her face.

ears would no doubt be

snort and an arrogant walk in her step, she turns around before boldly letting out over her shoulder. “I will not stoop so low with the likes of you,

where she disappeared wondering why she seemed to hate

room. I turn to her, smiling as she lets out another yawn

took a

in

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