STILL IN DENIAL AND A MOTHER'S INTUITION
Earlier in the morning
Layla gently closed the door, making sure that it does not squeak out the tiniest noise that would alarm her mother and alert her of her presence. Like a delinquent, she was sneaking into the house at five in the morning as stealthily as an assassin on the prowl.
She spun on her heel and jolted up, gasping in shock when her eyes fell on her mother, who stood only a few feet away from her and did not look very welcoming at all.
"Mom… you scared me.." Layla tried to simulate an unfazed look but Corrine could well detect her nervousness and knew that she only wrung her fingers when she was caught misbehaving.
"Where were you?" Her mother crossed her arms over her chest and gave her a scolding stare as
