Layla was seated with Jenny and Adrian on the couch. The dried traces of tears on her face indicated the emotional turmoil she was going through. Frank was seething in anger cursing Michael for his reckless act.
"Jenny… Do you love James?" Layla asked out of nowhere, startling the poor girl. Her cheeks turned red while goosebumps formed over her skin. Layla noticed it and she didn't use her voice for the answer anymore.
"I'm sorry; I didn't feel your pain earlier but considering the situation now, I surely do and I know it hurts," Layla said and ended up sniffling. Frank looked at her with a gentle gaze and came to hold her while sitting beside her.
"Have you got any news from them?" She asked but seeing the latter shaking his head only added to her despair. Jenny on the other hand was feeling almost the same as Layla and she regretted not confessing her love to him.