The moment Laila stepped out of the library, Sanaiah manifested in front of her with a deep glare in her eyes.
"Engel, would not appreciate you dropping into his house." Laila said with a non-chalant tone. Her tone showed she wasn't bothered that she stood before an elder.
"He would not like you here either." Sanaiah replied.
"He hates me less." Laila told her.
"He hates us all, including himself."
"Well then, I guess I should stick around him more." Laila shrugged, before attempting to leave.
"What do you think you're doing, Lai? You've been warned from helping her." Sanaiah said. Her eyes staring ahead and not bothering to look at the girl who was now glaring at her.
Laila felt immense anger scourge through her veins when she heard her. She turned sideways to look at Sanaiah. "And what do you gain from seeing her suffer? Hasn't she suffered enough? And now, what you still want more?"
