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Layla sighed in exasperation as she quickly wore her clothes, a Jean pant with a tank top. She was more than frustrated right at this moment, her problems didn't seem to be ending, first it was when she broke a very expensive vase, then she had an asthma attack, now Nolan had told her to get dressed that they'll be visiting a mall. According to him, he was having a dinner with some clients and she would be like his plus one. That was the main reason he brought her along in the first place, to pose as his date, because since she came here, she had not done anything meaningful. She combed her hair and noticed that it was getting longer. She needed to visit the salon and get her hair done but that will be in New York, not here in Seattle. She can't afford to come across any one she knows.

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