(Skylar’s POV)
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“She did not remember me, huh?” I chuckled to myself as I walked back to the hotel presidential room. A grin tugged on my lips as I recalled my encounter with Layla, who I was quite surprised did not remember me at all.
I was rather hurt that the girl who I had had a big crush on since childhood, did not recognise me even up close. But, seeing her again brought back some old memories. I could not forgive myself for not having the courage to confess my love for her when we were younger. Perhaps, I could have convinced her to choose me than that douchebag, Maxwell Thorne.
I clenched my fist being angry at myself for being a coward back then. Layla Briana Blackwood was the only woman I had in my thoughts to be my wife.
I stopped my tracks towards the door to
