His Eagle Eyes on Me

Layla got ahead of him and said, "I can get you to help if I have a headache in the middle of the night."

Eric instantly swallowed the words he meant to say, and after a few moments of silence, he said, "You will take the bed, and I will sleep on the floor."

She strode in and shut the door behind her. "What point are you trying to prove? Even my parents have approved of us... Wait, no. All my relatives know that we are together. We are bound to sleep in the same bed at some point, right? Don't worry. I won't do anything to you, not when you are this weak."

She set her pillow down next to him, and Eric pursed his lips at the sight of their pillows resting next to one another.

He felt conflicted and awkward, but Layla was right.

From the moment he handed his keys to Layla, he had accepted that he would be spending the rest of his days with her.

and got in bed as she stared at his flushed face. "I have had trouble sleeping in a strange bed, and since I have no one to talk to, I get bored. Just chat with me

Eric had been sleeping well as

you go home to rest, then?" Eric walked over to stand next

to it after staying here for a few more days.

her complaint. "I don't mean that. I'm

my life simply because I have a small issue adjusting to new environments, right?" she retorted. "If you are so worried, why don't you come and

instantly fell silent as he could not stand living with Elliot

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