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.”

rile me up. I’ve taken

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

see me in a better light.

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

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

sort of a room I’d dreamed about when

frame while turning to me. “I suggest you at least get

not because they stung but because

at the side of my face she asked. “Do your parents even know what their daughter is up to at this hour during a

quite nighttime yet. But I saw no use in

cracked, shattered and managed to mingle into the air with blatant

I cut her with my cold words. “Your job is to babysit the girl in this room, not to mind my business that has nothing

rendered her speechless. But that wasn’t the

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

rage and if she was a cartoon, her ears would no doubt be

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

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

you going to come in?” A little voice yawned from inside the room. I turn to her, smiling

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