97. You made me this way

[Layla’s POV]

Michaela was helping me apply some nail polish to my toenails while I sat down knitting a baby sweater, whose matching socks and cap I had already knitted.

“As usual, you’re making something that looks really beautiful,” I heard a familiar voice say, and when I looked up, it turned out that the person was none other than Elsa.

“Elsa!” I screamed, standing up from the bench in the gazebo, almost knocking off Michaela as I ran to hug her tightly.

She hugged me back, giggling excitedly. “Layla, you smell so good. I could hug you forever, you know,” she said.

“Same here. You not only smell so good, but you look incredibly good as well,” I said, then let her out of my embrace, then we stared at each other for quite some time.

“I must say, it’s good to see you again. My dad tells me almost everyday that you sent your greetings through him,” she said.

“Yeah. I really missed you. There are so many things I want to tell you, and I just really wanted to make sure you’re okay,” I t