Layla walked down the hallway to her room. The same usual environment, the same paintings on the wall, and the same treatment by the attendants of her. Ignoring her as if she didn't exist.
She halted in front of the stairs. Turning her head, she took a glance at the corridor. The corridor that leads to Jane's and Henni's room. Her mind debated whether she should go visit them or not. But then she realized that if anyone saw her continuing communication with them and reporting it back to her father, it might work against her.
She turned on her heels and walked upstairs, with a disheartened expression.
