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.

to play at home, all of which were

back to their parents’ house had

to the

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

inside were almost the same as

Her display cabinet

were filled with various trophies, which

all Eric’s hard work over the

much bitterness and blood and

walked to the display cabinet and looked at each

trophies, she walked to the desk by

a bookshelf above

at the bookshelves,

large part of them were magazines he had

also some books given

a little tired from standing,

and an

dated, in stark contrast to the newest laptop next to

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