(Layla’s POV)
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Sitting at our favourite café serving the best coffee in town, I stared into my cup of coffee, watching the steam rise as if it would show me answers to the thoughts swirling in my mind.
“Earth to Layla” across from me was Emily who sipped her drink, waiting patiently on why I had forced her to come out from work to have coffee with me. “I know well enough to recognise that when you get this quiet, something is heavily bothering you. Did you have s*x with Skylar?”
“What?” I looked up to face Emily and was surprised to hear her saying that “No. Not going to happen”
“Why not?” Emily chuckled and lifted my chin to look up at me, “Skylar is smoking hot. He is like an adonis walking down the street making women swoon just breathing the same air as him”
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