It wasn't that she didn't want Laila to know, she was just tired of always been the topic of discussion. News like this flies before you know it. One thing or the other was always happening to her. And to think that the person behind her misery this time, was in that same office.
Mia would be overjoyed when she hears the news.
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True to Milo's words, Laila came in later in the evening with flowers and a fruit basket.
"What happened to you?" Was the first question Laila asked. She sat on my bed next to where I was lying. I just woke up not long ago and Daisy and mom had succeeded in forcing some kind of porridge down my throat even after insisting I had no appetite for food.
How do one answer that kind of question. Your once upon a friend, sent a thug to kidnap and beat me black and blue?
"I got into an accident," I lied smoothly.
