Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-37603298-20181123221338/@comment-32987979-20190113050120

Laila followed Zina through the front doors of Cedarcove. As much as she hated spending time there, she always loved the smell of the evergreen trees that grew around their home, and from the outside the home looked glorious and perfect. But the look on her mother's face made her forget all of what she liked about the house.

"Zina, you did not have to go and get your sister. If she wants to break curfew, let her." She snapped. "And Laila, your father and I want to have a word with you in the living room. Alone." Zina didn't say anything, only folding her arms and climbing the stairs to her bedroom.