The door shut close, leaving the room with deafening silence.
Malaya couldn't help but feel an emptiness inside her now that she was alone in her room. What caused her to feel this way? She couldn't quite explain why.
Malaya struggled to stand up, using the bed's headboard to support her weight. She was still unsteady. Apparently, from a lengthy period of laying in bed, she could feel the stiffness of her muscles and joints.
She walked to her room's window. The unexpected influx of intense light caused her eyes to twitch.
When Malaya's vision eventually adjusted and inhaled the soft, chilly breeze of the wind, she stared out the window with a blank gaze. The sun had already risen high in the sky. Her hand rubbing on the ruby ring her mother had given her.
'I should see mother,' Malaya pursed her lips.
