The advice

Layla was in the garden, sitting down on the swing in the night. She moved slightly as she stared at the moon. She small smiey touched her lips as she remembered Gianna. " How are you, my dear? I hope you are doing just fine."

Just then, her phone began to ring beside her. She quickly picked it up when she saw it was from Gianna. "Finally! You called!"

"I'm so sorry, Layla. How have you been?" Gianna asked softly.

Layla frowned slightly. " I'm fine. Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm just... having some changes in my system."

" And why is that? Are you sick?"

" Yeah...but in a good way." Gianna said and went silent for a while. She sighed and continued. "Layla... forgive me."

Layla frowned again, wondering what she was talking about. "I don't understand, Gianna. What are you sorry about?"

" I'm just saying sorry in advance...for the future."

" What have you done wrong? Tell me, did you do anything to hurt yourself? Why are you sounding this way?" Layla asked.

" Nothing, okay? I'm just saying