Layla entered into the silent guild of Black Lily, throwing a last glance to her phone's clock.
It was rather early to come in the gym. But she can't have a decent sleep since last night after the thought of Hunter going out freely with another woman.
Ofcourse it didn't sit well with her at all. But she can't stomp her feet in indignation for being stuck in the past.
"Must be nice to move on." Layla once again mumbled grudgingly, taking off her jacket leaving only her navy blue sports bra teamed with matching leggings which accentuated her long leaned legs.
She pushed her oversized jacket to the locker and tied her long hair in a tight bun. Her eyes then went to her screensaver where a certain picture was her wallpaper.
It was Hunter taking a selfie of them together in his bed. He had his arm cirled around her waist, his chin rested on her right shoulder while she looked up at the camera with awkward smile in contrast to his wide wolfy grin.
