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.”

her insult, clearly, she was trying to rile me up. I’ve taken far worst over the years

sounds like a humph as I hadn’t answered her. Clearly, she was expecting me to deny her claims or at least

ever make the woman see me

a drawing of a fairy colored

bit fussy when she has just woken up,” Samantha utters

sort of a room I’d dreamed about when I was younger. A little girls

suggest you at least get

because they stung

side of my face she asked. “Do your parents even know what their daughter

so it wasn’t quite nighttime yet. But I saw no use in

to mingle into the

not to mind my business that has nothing to do with you. Now since

a little again and I’d say I had successfully rendered her speechless. But that wasn’t

rude.” She humphs, with a tilt of her chin. I narrowed my eyes on her face. She would’ve been considered pretty if she wasn’t

rage and if she was a cartoon, her ears would no doubt be sending out smoke. But she

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, especially since he’ll get rid of you just like the others. Girls like you don’t last very long here.” And with her parting words, Samantha disappears down

at where she disappeared wondering why she seemed to hate

in?” A little voice yawned from inside the room. I turn to her, smiling as she lets out another

a step

in

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