Mrs. Santos: “Layla, I can be regarded as watching you grow up. You are very sensible and obedient. This accident was due to your bad luck, and it was not your intention. I don’t blame you. There is no need to apologize to me anymore. You stay and eat, and I will cook.”

Layla: “Let me help you!”

Mrs. Santos: “No. Your uncle will help me. You rest here. Only a few days had passed since your hospital discharge. You’ve not fully recovered.”

“I’ve recovered. Otherwise, my parents wouldn’t let me go out of the hospital.” Layla replied.

“It’s good… If you are like Eric, I will be even more sad.” Mrs. Santos looked at Layla’s face and said, her heart was completely untied, “Why don’t you watch TV for a while!”

Layla didn’t want to watch TV. So she asked: “Auntie, can I go to Eric’s room for a while?”

“Go!” Mrs. Santos replied.

Eric brought Layla to play before, and Layla knew which room Eric was in.

Apart from Mrs. Santos, Layla was the only one who had entered Eric’s room.

Eric hardly ever invited people of the opposite s-e-x over to the house.

estate outside, he usually invited friends to play at home, all of which were outside

to their parents’ house had a particularly

went to the kitchen, Layla walked towards

for a brief visit. However, it was very clean inside because his room was

the door and saw that the furnishings inside were almost the same as those she

in Layla’s room? Her display cabinet was constructed in accordance with Eric’s room’s

which were filled

all Eric’s hard work

knew how much bitterness and blood and sweat he had

display cabinet and looked at

reading all the trophies, she walked to

was a bookshelf

up at the bookshelves, which were

part of them were magazines he

books

a little tired from standing, so she sat down

was a laptop and an

dated, in stark contrast to

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