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.

friends to play at home, all

back to their parents’ house had

to the kitchen, Layla walked towards Eric’s

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

saw that the furnishings inside were almost the same as those she had seen a long

in Layla’s room? Her display cabinet

display cabinets in Eric’s room, which were filled with

Eric’s hard work over

knew how much bitterness and blood and sweat

to the display cabinet and looked at

trophies, she walked

bookshelf above

at the bookshelves,

part of them were magazines

were also some books given

was a little tired from standing, so she sat

laptop and

a bit dated, in stark contrast to

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