Chapter 50

Tycelyn's POV

"Hi Tycelyn," a huge smile made its way to my face when I entered the living room and Layla called my name.

"What are you doing here?" I hugged her, "You changed your perfume?"

Layla pulled away from the hug, "How do you know what I smelled like before?" Layla paused her lips and squinted her eyes.

"Since the day we fought, I just can't seem to forget," we both sat on the couch, "You know, you were so close to me when pulling my hair, so yeah."

"You two fought?" Kenzal placed the wine and glass on the table.

"Something like that," Layla opened the wine and poured it into the glass, "I was in the neighborhood so I decided to drop by."

"Really? On Christmas," I found it hard to believe, "Did you drop by to see Kenzal or me?"

"Both and we have something important to talk about," Layla smiled and I smiled along.

"I should go check change and relax, you should see who you really came to see and have your important meeting," I pecked her cheeks and picked up my bag.

I felt co