Chapter 13

Attack

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Being shocked was an understatement.

Leila remained in her living room, plopped down on the cold floor. The fast beating of her heart was like drumming near her ears – the only thing to which she could listen amidst the silence of the night.

She was thinking of what to do next.

Or it was rather – she couldn’t think of anything to do next, which was the exact thing that would surely define her thoughts.

“Is it true? Or am I just dreaming? Hallucinating?” She murmured before she slightly slapped her face with her hands.

It stung a bit as she bit her lower lip...