Chapter 36

The sound of the water dripping from the holes on the pipe was like a lullaby to Layla’s ears. She had been curling her body on the corner of her cell as she endured the pain all around her body. She knew it wouldn’t take long until she completely felt the numbness she had expected after getting beaten for the day.

“Ugh…” she groaned when she tried to move her head when a droplet of water fell on her face. Layla was trying to sleep to recuperate, but it seemed like she wouldn’t be able to unless she moved farther from where the water kept dripping.

Layla was left with no choice but to drag her limping body to find a spot where was not broken pipe. She vividly remembered the first time she arrived at the place deep down on the ground where other children her age were imprisoned. The iron bars in her cell and the cold, moldy ground underneath became her ‘home’ though it wasn’t a sweet one.