Alex was flirting with Susan. Layla was getting angry all the time but Susan gave silent signals that she would handle it herself. Layla didn't say anything, she was also feeling something special about Alex, some kind of attraction.
As Alex's flirtatious advances towards Susan persisted, Layla's frustration simmered beneath the surface, her anger bubbling just out of reach. With each charming smile and whispered word, she felt a pang of resentment gnawing at her composure, a silent fury that threatened to boil over.
Yet, as Layla wrestled with her emotions, Susan remained eerily calm, her silent signals speaking volumes to Layla without a word spoken. In the depths of her gaze, Layla glimpsed a steely resolve, a determination to handle the situation herself, no matter the cost.
