Talk With Her

Layla

I knew something was up with Danny, and this woman standing before us was the proof of it.

I looked at Danny and he comes closer to talk to me. "I will take care of it. Take Zoey to the bathroom again, it's fine," he says as I look at him with concern. But my main worry was that Zoey keeps asking to go to the restroom.

I knew I shouldn't have let her drink so much, but she has been drinking so much cranberry juice today. "Danny, who is she? And how does she know who I am?" I ask, but he sighs, closing his eyes.

"No one. No one important, don't worry about it. Ok? I got this, baby. Go, before Zoey has an accident." he says, and I sigh, looking back at the lady standing with a sad and worried expression.

"Alright. I'll be back soon." I say, but the fact is, I was too preoccupied with this. I had to find out who she was or it was going to eat at me all night.

Before I was back, the lady had left and Danny chatted with guests as if nothing had ever happened. I shrugged it off for