"You are not mad."
Janice's statement couldn't be more wrong. Layla is definitely mad. She just can't figure out who or what to direct her anger at exactly. Whether it should be Caleb, who deliberately chose not to mention that he was one of the finest figures in the business world, or herself, who had become so rusty she hadn't had the slightest inkling as to who he was.
Once upon a time she lived for such. Knowing who was who in the industry, she had dreamt of leaving a mark of her own. But now, this whole revelation just made her realize how far she had fallen from that ambitious girl that had proudly walked off that graduation podium ready to take on the world. She just realized how much she had thrown away just for love. And for what? A broken heart and a slap in the face that rem
