Her Silent Cries (Editing)

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Layla majestically walk into the open kitchen. She picked a cup, standing next to the fridge getting water from it.

Gulping down the entire contain, she release a sigh while leaning on the fridge.

Raising her head to the huge chandelier hug above, Layla release another frustrated groan while closing her eyes.

She came here hoping to clear her head and grasp back to reality but even after 4hours of soaking herself in the jacuzzi with cold water while pouring expensive bottles of hair wash and all sort of body wash, she feels nothing sort of calm.

Maybe even more lost than she came. Transferring her eyes to the wall clock hug above the jiant curve television, is pass 4 already.

She roll her eyes thinking maybe she shouldn't have cancel her class for today. The lectures may have been a better distraction that the bath.

Layla took a deep breath, walking away from the fridge while she drag the towel holding her hair making the long wavy tail fall across her expose back.

Her hair is still very wet with water still dripping from it and the cold from the air-conditioner is also increasing the impact on her body but at this point she doesn't mind catching cold, is actually the least of her concerns.

She sat down on the sofa, picking her phone which she so nicely put on flightmood when she got here while making a mental note to get towels here the next time she is coming.

The one she currently has on is small, barely covering her thigh which she also got from Jawad's bathroom.

Not that she went through his personal space or anything, she found them on the counter in his bathroom and she is planning on going with them and replacing them with new ones.

Picking her handbag which she dropped on the carpeted floor, her phone started buzzing from the center table, indicating she has a message.

It went on for almost two minutes but since she wasn't in a hurry, Layla took her time bringing out small bottle of her pills as she stood up and went back to the kitchen.

Picking the cup she drop earlier, she fetch another water then took one pill from the bottle, she place it on her mouth then eyed the bottle, at this rate she might have to get prescription for stronger ones cause this are definitely stopping to work for her.

She open the bottle and add two more before she pop it in her mouth adding the water to wash it down her throat.

She drop the cup wiping the remnants of water from her mouth at the same time her stomach made an uncomfortable sound reminding her she hasn't eating anything since yesterday afternoon.

Layla roll her eyes while dragging the fridge door deciding to have at least toast knowing she can't find edible food in this house apart from bread and eggs.

What she never imagine was what welcomed her as soon as the throw the fridge door open.

A genuine smile broke on Layla's face scaning the fridge which is filled from top to bottom. Last week she complain of the fact that there is nothing apart from water and drinks in his house.

She let go of the handle as her hand goes around. Everything edible that she can think of is there, including a jiant bucket of ice cream.

Layla felt something immediately warm her heart. Good to know that someone still cares.

For the first time since break of dawn today, she smile, a genuine smile while she brought out the box of chicken nuggets.

Moving to the microwave, she place it then turn it on before she move back to the fridge getting the bucket of ice cream. Chocolate and strawberry, just the way she likes it.