Layla
"What was that about?" I asked him.
"It was nothing, you don't need to worry about it" he simply said, in a dismissive tone. I was baffled by his reply.
"Nothing?" I asked frowning deeply, "I literally just saw her touching you" I pointed out.
"Layla, listen to me" he placed his hands on my shoulders, staring at me. "It isn't what you think okay. I can't tell you what it is either but just trust me, it's nothing for you to worry about" he said.
Trust.
He wanted me to trust him. How was I supposed to. I couldn't bring myself to him. And ofcourse you can't blame me, I was had already been cheated on once in my previous relationship, so ofcourse I would suspect any thing going on behind my back. Especially with a girl he use to hook up with.
So how did he expect me to trust him
