Insecure?

Layla was in deep thoughts.

Her shooting was about to be wrapped up, and her scenes were done. Layla did not know what to do next.

"I should search for some good projects," Layla said as she looked towards the door of her bedroom. She was hoping to see Kyle, but her hopes were shattered when the man and question did not come.

'What is he doing downstairs?'

'Kyle has never kept me waiting for so long.'

'Should I go down and see.'

Layla was confused. Sherlocked through her bed towards the window where Clara's new home stood. A bad feeling kept sparking in her heart.

'I have to do something about this.'

'This is driving me crazy.'

Layla, I was confused. She always wanted to take things that were Clara's. But now that she had one, there was a constant fear of losing it. This was a feeling that Layla wanted to avoid.