Chapter15-03

Layton didn’t ask for directions to my house, but he knew where I lived. I assumed he planned on staying when he followed me to the front door. It was barely two in the afternoon, so my parents weren’t home yet. I heard Layton’s footsteps following me to the living room. “Are you going to answer me?” “What?” I took a seat on one of the couches and Layton sat on the coffee table, right in front of me. “Why did you leave with them?” “Nate took me,” I replied. I leaned my head on the back of the couch, hoping to organize my jumbled up thoughts. “Willingly?” “Do you think I left willingly?” “That’s what it looked like,” he replied. “So what if I left with Nate? What’s it to you?” I asked. “I already told you to stay away from Zeverus,” Layton growled. He got up from the coffee table and shoved it away. “Why?”