LAYLA:
“Stupid wolf,” I curse under my breath as I slam the door shut behind me. “I can’t believe he sees me as a duty,” I say, pondering on the reason I was mad at him before I had stormed off from his presence. “Duty? What am I? A weak human looking for help from anyone I come across? I never asked to be anyone’s burden since I came here and yet he just walked into my life to start dictating what he thinks I need to do to be safe. Gosh.”
I lament even until I get into my room. And just like I did at the main entrance, I also slammed the bedroom door against itself. I just wanted to take my anger out on something and unfortunately, it had to be those poor doors that had no business with me.
My breathing rate was reflecting just how much annoyance I have stored inside me. I know it’s go
