Layla sat down stiffly on the couch, her heart slamming too hard against her ribcage.

"Layla, was it?" Sam asked finally, "You're Rhiannon's best friend. Seeing you here... That means she's back, and that also means you came with her,"

"You're so smart!" Layla whispered sarcastically.

"Is that sarcasm?" His eyes narrowed.

"No," She shook her head.

"I'm not stupid, you know,"

"No, you're not," She shook her head again.

Sam rubbed his temple, sighing. How was he supposed to deal with this ...