Ayana looked around and found an old woman standing not far from her. She walked toward that old woman and tried to control her expression.
She felt happier the moment she realized that the tone of their hari colour was almost similar. The old woman seemed to have some problem with her suitcase. It seemed that one of the wheels was off.
In just a second, panic and confusion clouded her face as she approached and grabbed the old woman's upper arm. The old woman turned around and looked at her with a frown on her face. Although the moment she spotted Ayana's expression, her eyes softened.
"sorry, but could you pretend to be my grandma and help me get out of here? I will help you with the suitcase," Ayana said as her eyes glanced at the exit with panic.
The old lady looked at her before looking at all the guards that crowded the exit.
"They are looking for you?" The old woman asked.
