“Guess it was really a visitor.” Layla said as her eyes moved across the room.
And then—
She saw her parents sitting on the couch. The look on their faces was a mixture of feelings she couldn't sort out.
Layla’s heart dropped.
“…Mom?”
But there was no response. Her father sat beside her mother,in the same posture and silence.
Her stomach tightened.
Then—Her eyes shifted to Nadia who was sitting upright on the armchair across from them with her hands folded and eyes fixed forward,not panicking but just… watching.
Layla frowned.
“Nadia…?”
Nadia’s eyes moved to her and that was when Layla noticed there was no surprise or confusion in them,just tension and resignation,like she already knew what was happening.
Layla’s chest tightened.
“What’s going on?”
Just then—
A slow, mocking
