Play the Piano for you.

“Do you think Griffin hid it from you for another reason?”Layla asked.

She had drank too much and then she leaned her head gently on Daphne’s shoulder, crying vulnerably.

“Daphne,we all seem to be all over our heads.We’re both in love with men we shouldn’t be with.”

Layla was disappointed in Fred,and Roscoe was nothing more than a bed partner to her.

But deep down,she knew she was getting attached to him.

She didn’t want to be but she couldn’t help it.

Layla’s eyes were reddened now.

“Daphne,don’t make the same mistakes that I did.Make sure you marry a good man,okay?”

Daphne sighed and then gave Roscoe a call with Layla’s cellphone.

Roscoe thinking that Layla was calling him picked up excitedly.

“When are you coming home,honey?I’ve missed you so much.I bet that you’re soaked and…”

Daphne quickly interrupted him before he says any more dirty words to her.”I’m Daphne.Layla is very drunk.Can you come pick her up?”

Roscoe swallowed and quickly sat up.

“Where are you?I’ll be there in five.