"I'm not scared. I'm just worried that you will be."
"Why should I be scared? Did something inappropriate happen between us?" She batted her eyes. "Or are you planning on doing something that would scare me?"
Elliot instantly flushed a crimson red.
"You keep bringing my boyfriend up. Are you worried that I will forget about him?" She finished her food and set her fork down, before reaching for a tissue to wipe her mouth. "Your age doesn’t make you any wiser."
"You call me childish, but what about you, Avery?" "No matter how childish I am, I am still more mature than you. I've never tried to sneak around, trying to get information about your private life."
"This has nothing to do with whether you are childish. It just means that you didn't love me that much," he corrected her.
She grabbed a bottle of water and took a sip. "How old are you, really? Don't you feel embarrassed to talk about love?"
"People of all ages have the right to look for love."
Chills ran down her spine and all the retorts she had rolling on the tip of her tongue remained unspoken.
Indeed, people of all ages had the right to seek love.
The next morning at half past eight, Layla was still asleep.
She usually would not oversleep and was struggling to wake up today because she burnt the midnight oil working on her assignments, which was why she did not notice her phone ringing.
Robert had overheard the phone ringing and hurried into her room. He stood by the bed and saw that Layla was deeply asleep, so he reached over the nightstand to grab her phone and answered the call.
"Hello~" he drawled, mimicking the adults he heard.
The person who called was taken by surprise. "Are you Layla?"
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