LAYLA
It was the singing of the stupid birds outside that woke me up. The sunlight dancing into the room and settled on my face.
My eyes snapped open and what happened last night stuck me like a bad movie that had refused to go away.
I remembered. I had gone to apologize to Del Morino. A brief sorry, a swift retreat and perhaps some freedom from my guilt were all that was expected of me.
However no. What I got was the sight of him laughing carelessly while standing with another woman.
His hand had been on her arm for too long and she had laughed too loudly. I shook my head and hissed under my breath as though that would help me forget the memory.
.
" Ridiculous. I dont care about him or how her feels. " I muttered .
But even I found that lie hard to believe.
I padded to the bat
