Her soul that needed time to heal

Opening the door to that bathroom. Layla. Jacob found her in the street under the pouring rain. Walked slowly towards the living room Where Jacob was. She was now dressed in his clothes. At least those were new clean clothes better than the ones she was wearing.

Layla sat down across from him."My name is Layla." She said nervously tugging on her sleeves. 

Jacob looked at her, noticing how pale her skin was and had dark circles under her eyes."Jacob." He said.

"Thank you for helping me." Layla said. She was tired and in pain. She washed to find a warm place to sleep in right now.

"You're welcome. You must be tired. I have an extra room, you can stay here until you recover." Jacob said, noticing how sick she was.