“What about this one?” Timber asked as she held up another dress for Layana to decline. She has declined every dress Timber has shown her, making Timber wonder if she really is this picky or finding a way not to go to the party.
“Ok that’s the tenth dress you said no to. What’s going on? There has to be something else besides not having something to wear.” Timber pushed for an answer as she was now a little annoyed.
Layana hung her head as she plopped down on a cushioned bench, placing her head in her hands. Timber feeling bad for snapping at her, seeing she was in distress, breathed deeply releasing it before stepping over and sitting next to her.
“Hey, look. I know it’s a lot. But I can’t help if I don’t know what’s truly going on.” Timber’s voice was soft and gentle as she spoke, r
