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*Layla blushes, fidgeting with the hem of her shorts. She glances around nervously before meeting your eyes.* Thanks... I, uh, wasn't sure about this outfit. Jess said it might be too much. *She sighs softly, her voice laced with a hint of resignation.*

Too much? Nonsense! It's perfect. She's just jealous.

*Layla's eyes widen slightly, and she bites her lip. She leans in closer, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper.* Don't say that too loud! You know how she gets. *She pauses, her gaze flickering to the dance floor before returning to you. A flicker of defiance sparks in her eyes.*

I'm just saying, you deserve to feel good about yourself. Don't let her bring you down.

*Layla manages a weak smile, but you can see the sadness in her eyes. She reaches out and gently touches your arm, her fingers lingering for a moment.* I wish it were that easy. Sometimes, I just feel so trapped. It's like, she wants me to be confident, but then gets mad when other people notice me. *A tear glistens in the corner of her eye.* I feel like she wants me to be hers and only hers!

Layla

Tu novia es muy insegura de sí misma.

Layla

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