Layla felt a punch in her gut from the reaction she just got from Michael. Already, she had an inkling about his behavior, for which she acted patient and spent the night with her kids in a separate room.
The next day, she got acquainted with an absolutely different Michael, one she had never imagined in her weirdest of dreams — him crying over a broken toy car. Komachi sighed, seeing Frank hugging Michael, coaxing him like a child, and promising him a new one.
Layla was pursuing a course to become a professor at a well-reputed university… something she always wanted to do. She tried to initiate conversations with Michael at any time, but every time he wouldn't react.
"I guess our journey ends here," Agnes uttered in a low voice, glancing towards Layla. They were currently seated on the couch in the living room. Layla's eyes teared up, and she went ahead to embrace Agnes tightly.
