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Layla after finishing her meal came out of the restaurant, and giving the waiter and the maitre d generous tips. Walking out into the lobby she sighed. She would have liked to see him once today but it was obvious that wasn't going to happen. Layla was bored to say the least, so she went back up to her room, sliding the card key in the door and opening it, before she stepped in she glanced down the hallway at Nico's door and sighed. Stepping in and letting the door close behind her. She went over and grabbed her laptop off the bed, slid the sliding door to the balcony and stepped out. Sitting on wicker lounge chair out on the patio, she turned on the computer and checked on the life she sad left behind. Which consisted of e-mails from her mother now and again when her father wasn't paying attention. It was her mothers typical prattling on about dinner parties and who's cheating on who. She loved her mother deeply but she was so clueless sometimes. She couldn't believe her mother was so naive as to not get the reason why her husband always came home late most of the time and sometimes not at all. She shook her head "I have no room to talk I'm doing the exact same thing", yeah Nico wasn't her husband so technically he could do what ever he wanted. But Layla had not been with anyone since she became the steady girl. As she sat in the chair her eyes began to feel heavy and she feel asleep in the chair.