CHAPTER 17
My hand curled into fist;the small piece of paper crease against my hand, turning into smaller than its original form. I turned around and stretched my facial muscles to prepare a smile just as the door creak opened and unfamiliar face greeted.
Mouth slightly agape, her heel took a step back upon the sight of me.
"Hello. Are you the one Lyla assigned to clean this mess?" Hands at the back, I abruptly ask the girl which I think in her twenty's.
Finally holding up herself, she compose a smile and replied, "Yes miss. My name's Leah."
I nodded and eyed her from head to toe, examining her cute black dress. She's slender, tanned and tall. She has a bob cut hairstyle which reaches just above her shoulder blades.
Silence reign in the room as no one speak. With me intently starin
