Yala's POV
“I can't believe you came back to town and didn't even come to my house,” Veronica walked towards me, undoubtedly annoyed.
Veronica is a childhood friend of mine; we grew up together in the corridors of her parents' mansion.
When I left the country for my studies, she made me promise that we would stay in touch; but due to the hustle and bustle of everyday life, it was impossible to keep that promise. And now I'm making the same mistake, because with all this confusion, it never occurred to me to go and visit her or even inform her of my return.
“Dear friend, there are so many things happening at the same time in my head, it wasn't intentional,’ I defend myself.
She rolls her eyes, but doesn't say anything, just approaches and envelops me in a tight hug, which I reciprocat
