15- An Accident

“Can you believe it? He called me to come to his rescue instead of having some quality time with you.” Lailah shakes her head in disappointment after animatedly stating her blabbering.

I sip on my tea made by Lailah which soothes my messed up head to some extent. Though her tea is out of the world and is comforting for my throbbing head, her constant rumbling erases all the positivity that it brings. I find myself nodding my head continuously as I listen to her. Before I know it, I zoom out of the conversation and lose myself in my thinking world. Apparently, it's Lailah who helped me out of my dress and into the pyjama set. Embarrassment makes its way towards me as I recall how I accused Elliot of doing something last night.

“Are you even listening to me or am I speaking to myself?” Lailah asks, her lips pulled into a cute yet fake pout.

Shaking my head, I place the cup of tea on the table, “I'm listening.” I say to her, guilt flashing in my eyes.

“Sure you are.” She calls me out