Elias turned around slowly.
“No.”
She narrowed her eyes.
“That was too fast.”
“It was honest.”
“No it wasn’t.”
“Yes it was.”
Layla stepped closer.
“You won’t miss me even a little?”
“No.”
“Not even when the house gets quiet again?”
“I enjoy quietness.”
She squinted at him suspiciously.
“You’re avoiding the question.”
He sighed slightly.
“Layla.”
“Yes?”
“Go get ready.”
She groaned dramatically.
“You’re no fun.”
“Correct.”
But she noticed something.He hadn’t looked at her while answering which meant—he was absolutely lying.
Upstairs, Layla packed her bag.
She changed out of Elias’s shirt reluctantly a
