Layla
I froze in my tracks like a deer caught in the headlights. I let out a sigh. Oh, jeez! I was so close to sneaking off into my room too. Plastering a fake smile on my face, I turned to my parents.
“Mom! Dad! Didn't see you guys there.” I chuckled nervously. I had no idea why I was so nervous in the first place. Sure, I got into a fight, and my Dad was firmly against violence or any form of fighting unless it was during training, but in my case, it was simply self-defense.
If I didn't fight back, I could have been killed. I puffed out my chest, feeling a bit of my confidence return, but it was soon deflated as soon as I took a look at my dad's face. His expression was sterner than anything I had ever seen before.
My mom's eyes took in my clothes and filthy state, and her expression
