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.”

to rile me up. I’ve taken far

like a humph as I hadn’t answered her. Clearly, she was expecting

make the woman see me in a better light. So why waste

with a drawing of a fairy colored on what looks like white paper taped to the

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

of a room I’d dreamed about when I was

“I suggest you at least get to know her than spending time with her brother.

because they stung but because they got me

my face she asked. “Do your parents even

nighttime yet. But I

my composure cracked, shattered and managed to mingle

that has nothing to do with you. Now since your job is done now and you did sound like you were in a hurry, why don’t

I’d say I had successfully rendered her speechless. But that wasn’t the case because a second later, her eyes turn to annoyance and her lips

a tilt of her chin. I narrowed my eyes on her face. She would’ve

and if she was a cartoon, her ears would no doubt be sending out smoke. But she quickly regains her composure as if she’d been trained

out over her shoulder. “I will not stoop so low with the likes of

where she disappeared wondering why she

voice yawned from inside the room. I turn to her, smiling as she lets out another yawn while stretching out her arms above her

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