I couldn’t concentrate on what Emmy was saying. We are currently seated at my favorite café, and she’s telling me about how she always wanted to tell me.
‘Helloooo…..Earth to Layla.’ She snapped her fingers in front of me, bringing my attention back.
‘Sorry, you were saying?’ I asked, leaning on the table and trying to pay attention.
‘Are you sure you are okay? You’ve been acting strange since you took a shower.’ She looked at me with a raised brow, but I assured her that I was okay. Well, other than the fact that I ran out of the bath looking flushed and I dressed up in a minute and pushed us out of the room, so Damien doesn’t meet us when he’s out, everything was perfectly normal.
‘Remember the time I told you I had the flu?’ I nodded. That happened when we were sixteen years old
