Chapter 24
Cupid stood staring up at Layla’s tree house. Every time he tried to knock on the door, he chickened out and teleported himself back down to the ground below. What if Somnus was lying, and Layla didn’t feel how he said she did? Cupid was about to give up and go home when he heard someone coming up behind him. “Cupid?” His heart stopped at the sound of his name coming from her sweet lips. This was it. This was his chance. Taking a deep breath, Cupid turned to face her. “Hi, Layla,” said Cupid as he quietly took in the sight of her. Layla's toga was the color of the moss she put on trees with sandals to match. Her daffodil-colored hair was braided and adorned with daisies. Her eyes were the color of violets and sparkled when the sun shone just right. The mere sight of Layla took Cupid’s
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