As they drove, Rio kept an eye on Ayla, making sure she was feeling safe and comfortable.
She was sitting beside Esme now, eating some snacks Esme gave her.
After a few minutes, Ayla pointed towards a building in the distance. "There, that's my house," she said.
Esme parked the car, and they all got out.
Ayla walked forward, as she led them to the building.
When they reached the main door, their eyes were immediately drawn to the graffiti on the wall. Someone had written curses and threats on the walls.
-House of cursed ones-
-Rejects-
-Pay our money scum-
-Useless duds, just die already-
One look at them, and they all understood the situation. After all, the hate crimes or bullying had always been common for those who could not awaken.
It wasn't anything new, or something they had never come across.
Esme was glaring daggers at the wall, her fists clenched in anger.
