LAILA’S POV
“Oh Laila, I missed you so much. I thought the next time I would see you would be in Alaska” Amaya said as we settled into the apartment, I had gone to the club to fetch her after I left Dylan’s house, but I made sure I didn’t go in because of what Dylan had done the last time he was there. She hadn’t changed anything at all, this place still felt like home to me. It was actually the only place that I felt like was my home because I had known I was not welcome in my father's house ever since I was a teenager
“I missed you too, I mean a lot has happened since the last time I saw you and I needed to be with someone who wasn’t involved in all of the nonsense,” I said as she threw herself on the couch next to me. Coming back to my apartment as a guest was kind of weird for me.
