Layla's pov
Once we made it inside, I was in awe at how beautiful it was just as the outside. His living room had two black couches accompanied by a wooden table in the center. There was also a fire place, as well as a flat screen above it.
Landon's hand rested on the small of my back as he guided me into the kitchen which had a smooth wood centerpiece in the middle, with circle stools placed in front. His hand left my back to round his counter while I shyly sat down on one of the stools. I noticed how he went straight for the fridge, honestly though I've lost my appetite. As I was looking down I started to think about the whole situation.
If Landon got that angry because, Sara said something mean to me and he only yelled at her, I wonder what he did to the boys.
"Layla, look up,” his
