#Chapter77
It's been three days.
Three days that Jayla didn't talk to Max.
Three days that she didn't go to school because she was sick.
/"Honey, can I come into your room?/" Her mother asked outside of her room, Jayla called her in. She came in with a tray of porridge and warm water.
/"You have to eat, baby and then you can take your pills after./" She said sweetly, Jayla sat up and took the bowl from her mother to eat quietly the porridge.
/"What happened when Keyton dropped you home?/" She asked, Jayla cleared her throat and answered her.
/"He dropped me home and then apparently I passed out on the couch./" She whispered and coughed slowly.
/"Darby found you on the couch and he brought you upstairs, I'm glad you didn't go to school for three days, you can't go in that state, don't worry I told the teacher./" She said and caressed her daughter hair while she was eating her porridge.
