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.

he owned real estate outside, he usually invited friends to play

brought back to their parents’ house had a

and Mrs. Santos went to the kitchen, Layla

brief visit. However, it was very

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

a display cabinet in Layla’s room? Her display cabinet was constructed

filled with various trophies, which were very spectacular

Eric’s hard work

he himself knew how much bitterness and blood and

the display cabinet and looked

reading all the trophies, she walked to the desk by

bookshelf above the

up at the

large part of them were magazines

also some books given to

little tired from standing, so she sat down

was a laptop and

stark contrast to the newest laptop next

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