Layla walked into Nolan's study room and she slowly placed the tray on the table. Before sitting on his seat. The one usually placed in front of the table. She actually felt like pulling his legs that particular day.

She waited for about five minutes and suddenly became bored, standing up from the chair, she took a look around the study room.

The room was aligned by shelves with old books sitting on it. Books that she was sure were older than her forefathers.

There were no picture frames in ...