"Drake? I said with my mouth open when I saw him sitting on the couch right in front of me and smiling.
"You were supposed to be…"
"I know, but I am here now." He said cutting me short, then he got up slowly and walked up to me. Drawing me closer to himself, he embraced me tightly with his arms wrapped around me. At that moment, I should there speechless and taking glances at Sam who seemed to be in the same state as me. No wonder he couldn't take my calls!
"What is it Lyla! Aren't you happy to see me?" Drake asked after he had slowly pulled away from me and noticed that I was worried.
"Of course I am happy to see you Drake." I said with a shocking expression on my face.
"How can you even ask me that?" I concluded feigning a smile.
"Oh but you don't look so happy." He said again putting his hand below my chin and raising my head upwards.