Laila POV
They showed me to my own and told me to stay as long as I wanted.
There were fresh clothes on the bed and the room was big. As big as our room back home.
"The bath is ready dear. Fresh up and come down for dinner", the woman said.
She didn't look like she gave birth to Donald but there were similarities. They had the same eyes and were both soft-spoken.
"And thank you for bringing our baby home", she added, closing the door quietly.
What did she mean by that? Did he run away from home?
Well, I would have to find that out later. For now, I needed to bathe and eat before starvation killed me.
I sat on the bed after dinner, as the thoughts of the chaos these past few days slowly melted away.
There was a sense of calm that came with this room.
These past few days had been
