Logan's P. O. V.
I stormed out angrily, lighting a cigarette as soon as I stepped into my room. I puffed out air, just in time for Dani to step out from the dark corners of the room.
" How is she? " He asks, causing me to scoff in irritation. He really cares about her, doesn't he?
Turning around furiously, I said " you care about Layla so much, huh? what else? You wanna see her? "
Dani's face remains unmoved. That bastard, always keeping a permanent posture, it's nearly impossible to know when he's upset or happy. I on the other hand was the complete opposite.
" I'm just worried about her, Logan " he replied.
" Yes, that you are! " I shut back irritatedly, taking another drag of the cigarette.
Silence broke in and I turned away from him, puffing the air out of the cigarette.
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