Ever since Layla began to suspect Miria of being a witch, she kept a very close eye on her the whole day. Not that she had much to do. When she was invited to join Creed and Miria for the three meals that day, Rosalie refrained from joining, stating that she had a loss of appetite, and so Layla did not have anyone to converse with other than Creed. Miria kept her silence, as usual, and Creed would only speak when spoken to, answering with 'yes', 'no', 'is that so?' whenever Layla spoke to him. At least he tried.
At the end of the day, Layla made her way to Rosalie's room and nearly barged into it.
"You have no appetite, do you?" Layla asked, a tint of anger in her voice as she stood by the door and watched Rosalie sitting in a chair by the window. The sky was dark and blanketed by a gray
