Chapter 37

Layla’s POV

I looked up from the book I was reading as I heard my doors sliding open to see a woman walking in.

She’s slim, way too slim for the age I presumed her to be from the way she carried herself. Her head is small, bearing a neat black bob hair with its ends pointing to all sides. She’s dressed in tight leather pants and jackets with a knee-high leather boots. She was the perfect example of the “Alice” character in the twilight series. And I only know this because I’ve been reading the book series for a week now. I loved it. It was captivating and all that I needed to take me away from my current life.

She smiles sweetly at me and I tried to go from my side-laying position into a sitting one.

“Good evening ma’am,” she greets me. I nodded in response, still trying to put my head around why a stranger would be coming into my room at this late evening hour.

“Mr. Logan DeAngelo has asked me to prepare you for a date. He would pick you up shor