347 Layla's Charm

Apollo tilted his head to the side.

"Um. Her name is Layla."

Hairline cracks began to spread across Maya's skin as she stared at Layla, pointed her finger accusingly towards her.

"Why... Why is she so close to you?"

Layla tilted her head to the side, clearly confused.

"Because I like being close with friend!"

Maya frowned.

"I wasn't asking you!"

Apollo was slightly taken aback.

"Why can't she be close to me?"

Maya lifted up both of her hands, almost like she was trying to grasp onto something. There was a slightly crazy expression on her face that was half smiling and half crying.

"Because... because..."

Her fingers began to twitch erratically. It seemed like she just couldn't understand why Apollo thought differently and also didn't really understand her own thought process. Lucifer couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Depending on someone else so much will never be good for you."