Shutting the door the woman spoke up. “Feel at home, child. Who is after you?” She said, checking if she had any cuts or bruises, but unfortunately, Hayley had a cut on her palm. Hayley noticed she had brown eyes and a soft smile that revealed her dimples, her wavy brunette hair was tied into a bun. “Thank you. A man, I think he ran when he saw you.” Hayley smiled when the woman caressed her face.
“I will help you treat this.” The old woman said, motioning her to sit before exiting the living room, she rushed to get her first aid kit from her room.
“Thank you.” Hayley said, smirking while the woman had left, she clasped her hands, mumbling a spell, and the cut on her palms disappeared.
Returning to the living room, the old woman couldn't find Hayley anymore. Exhaling deeply, she
