CHAPTER 22: THE KIND THAT DOESN’T SHOUT
(Scene shifts to Laila and her sister Bianca still having their conversation)
“That was extreme, Laila.”
Bianca’s words didn’t echo.
They didn’t linger dramatically in the air. They just… sat there in her chest, heavy and real while thinking if she would take Bianca's words into consideration.
Laila didn’t argue nor did she defend herself. She didn’t even look surprised.
She just sat on the bed, her shoulders slightly slumped, her fingers still curled tightly into the fabric beneath her like she needed something to hold onto.
Her breathing had steadied, but her chest still rose a little too slowly, like each inhale required effort.
Bianca watched her for a long second.
“I’m serious,” she continued, her tone lower now but no less firm. “You c
