LAYLA:
“I swear, I tried,” I announce to Caleb on our way back to our quarters. “I tried my best to show that I was sorry but it seems he didn’t believe me. He just blew me off by telling me I didn't want him there. Like, how can he even tell what’s going on in my mind? I had no such thought.”
It was more like I was ranting to him. And I pretty sure know that he deserves to hear everything I have to say because it was none other than him who pushed me to go talk to Derek.
“He told you your expression said otherwise, right?” Caleb asks me.
“Yes,” I state, “which is more annoying because I had no such expression in my font. What I did all through was keep my cool while I spoke to him. Yes, I cannot work out when others are there but I sure as hell would not want him to leave just because
