LEILA
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I moved closer to the door of my room, the unease in my gut tightening with a hesitant breath, I pushed the door open.
The sight that greeted me was jarring.
A young woman was sprawled on the floor, her body wracked with sobs, curse escaping her lips in ragged gasps. She looked small and fragile, completely overwhelmed by whatever happened.
I ran to her side, dropping to my knees, my hand instinctively reaching out to rub soothing circles on her back with my eyes moving towards the doorway, scanning for any sign of who might have done this, and if someone was close to the door or something.
“What happened here?”
She didn’t look up rather her gaze was fixed on the rug beneath her, tears streaming down her face, my the pain in my heart deepen, making me remember how vulne
