A House To Quiet

LAYLA

The silence hung over me like a thick mist as I looked around the room. He had left very early in the morning.

Because he disliked leaving anything undone, he must have left early to supervise pack matters. I felt a pang in my chest and guilt.

He was doing too much already and needed rest so he didn't break down but Del was stubborn.

I secretly hoped that I could relieve him of some of his troubles even if only temporarily. With gentle footsteps on the floor, my maids ...