Nyla's POV
"Are you happy?"
I sat with Jenny in her room, the party was over, and everyone was already out.
She smiled, but I could tell it didn't reach her eye. I had tried to avoid this topic all this while, but what I saw today made me bring it up again.
"I'm happy, Nyla," she said, but I wished she was telling the truth. I squeezed her hand gently.
If there is anyone I'm grateful for, it's Jenny. She took me just like a sister, and it's just been just that way.
She must be sad that Damien was running after me even when I kept pushing him away.
"I just have to wait and probably take care of his daughter instead. He will come around," she assured.
I nodded, wishing there could be anything I could do more to help. I just want to see Jenny happy.
I gasped, I didn't actually want her to fall in love with the wrong person just like I did. I was just looking out for her, but Damian is a nice guy.