Chapter 13. The Guests

Ayana’s POV

Why is Robby becoming a problem when I thought he was the second thing tying my sanity together? Can I get him out of the picture? I can do just fine without him as my student, but what about Lyana? The poor kid has been deprived a lot. He is the only person in her small circle, and she is warming up to him so well. And she is too young to understand the gravity of things. And too innocent. I don’t want to hurt her.

“Goodnight, Mommy!” She speaks, sliding inside the duvet.

I help her in and tuck her well as she gives in to the unbearable sleep. I kiss her forehead. “Goodnight, my angel. Sweet dreams. I love you. Mommy loves you so much,” I whisper and get up.

How irony of me to wish her sweet dreams, huh!

Bitter sigh!

What kind of dreams can she have in this stinking cage? What can she dream about if she knows nothing about this life and the world outside? She practically has no life!

I begin strolling to the window, my fa