“Maxine.” Layla’s eyes were big and round when she stared at me.
I saw the smudge lines of her eyeliner under her eyes like she has been crying. When she caught me noticing her smudged make-up, she reached to wipe it away almost look like she was ashamed. “I forgot for a moment that you live here in LA.” She tried to say it as a joke but the corner of her lips pulled down. Even her eyes were empty. Sad.
“I didn’t mean to bump into you and you don’t have to be worried that I am being followed. They have better things to do than following a model around.” She looked like a kid who was caught doing something wrong.
It’s hard to say this with a straight face but I didn’t know Layla to wear a frown on her face or be sad. I might have met her once or twice in my life but I know something w
