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.”

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

humph as I hadn’t answered her. Clearly, she was expecting me to

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

me to a white wooden door with a drawing of a fairy colored on what looks like white paper

can be a bit fussy when she has just woken

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

least get to know her than spending time with her

her words, not because they stung but because

parents even know what their daughter is

nighttime yet. But

to mingle into the air with

my business that has nothing to do with you. Now since your job is

quite shocked by my words, in fact a little again and I’d say I had successfully rendered her speechless. But

my eyes on her face. She would’ve been considered pretty if

slits of rage and if she was a cartoon, her ears would no doubt be sending out smoke. But she quickly regains her composure as if

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

where she disappeared wondering why she seemed to hate me for no reason in

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

took a step

in

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