Robert sat across from Layla and sipped on a bowl of soup.

"You feel sick? Really? You look fine to me." She glanced at him.

"I... I am sick on the inside," he muttered.

"Oh!" she said. "You are staying home for the drama."

"Don't you want my help? If you don't want it, I can just go." Though she was not entirely wrong, he had mostly stayed to help her.

They grew up together, after all, and the bond between siblings was strong.

"You are not so heartless after all." She finished her pasta and felt as though her stomach was about to burst, so she poured herself a glass of water. "I will go up to my room to grab my phone." "Layla, are you sure you don't want to shower first?" Robert reminded her. "If you argue with Mom and Dad looking like this, they will think that you've gone mad."

not washed her face or brushed her hair before heading downstairs, so she knew that she looked like a mess. "I just don't

upstairs and

she had finished her water and

phone from Robert and turned

asking if she had reached home safely, and Ivy had texted to tell her how she

soon anyway. Since Ivy had told their

at

conflict with Avery and Elliot, so Layla decided that it would be best for her

set her phone down and

She sat down next to Avery since

a few days? What can you decide in just a

more precise, I've

"Layla corrected herself. "Mom, Dad, I want someone who gives me a sense of security and I don't care about the rest. If 'm Wrong, and I end up unhappy, I can always leave. I won't become a resentful woman

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