Leila's POV

　　"Leila! Let me help you with that."

　　I looked up from the laundry I was folding to see Mia standing at the door with a bright smile on her face. I had not thought to see her here, and certainly not with a friendly expression. "Oh Mia, I didn't hear you come in."

　　Mia approached, her smile becoming a little broader as she picked up a shirt from the basket and began to fold. "I thought I'd find you here. You are always too busy doing chores. ...