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(Roleplay Blog) Name's Mckayla Ledger, but you can just call me Ayla. I am a 23 year old Therapist and Nurse at Serenity, but I'm more qualified than any of the doctors here. "At first they will ask why you're doing it. Later they will ask how you did...

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 Maybe three days was not much, but it was long, no, too long for Ayla. It wasn’t like Jay to be isolating himself like that, so it was no surprise that the girl who deeply cared about him was starting to get worried. Having decided to give him some time to himself, Ledger had kept herself away from Jay for as long as she could manage, but this ended today. Had she done something wrong...? Taking a deep breath before raising her knuckle to knock on Jay’s door twice, Ayla was unable to shake the negative feeling from her chest. “Jay...? It’s me, I’m coming in...” She spoke softly while opening the door, never prepared for the state she was about to see him in.

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 “Oh my God, I am so done!” She shouted in vain before slamming her file onto the desk with force, too lost in her own feelings to realise that there was a man in the room, giving her weird looks. “Shit, sorry...” Ayla muttered, almost ashamed at herself for losing her temper.

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domweber:

   “I get what you’re saying, but I brought my own stethoscope here. It’s the bright green one, maybe you’ve seen it around?” Dominic explained in his typical easy demeanor. “I thought about putting my name on it, but I thought the color would be enough.”

     He could sense there was a little tension in the room, despite the fellow nurse’s calm facade. “I’m sensing a little attitude my way… Did I offend you or somethin’?”

 Instantly easening up, Ayla felt herself getting kind of ashamed at the sassiness she had threw at her colleague; “Sorry, rough day...” She attempted to excuse herself, brushing her hair away from her face. “Maybe another nurse needed it and decided to borrow without asking. Quentin usually does such stuff.” The brunette added with a chuckle, so as to light the mood.

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laviniamargery:

She had been crying since she got here. It was almost impossible not to. She was aimlessly wandering the hallways, trying to acquaint herself with the ward and where everything was when suddenly she was struck with a wave of emotion. Lavinia leaned her back against the wall and slid down to the ground, stifling a sob. As she heard someone coming, she used her sleeves to wipe her eyes and runny nose to try and make it less obvious. 

 Casually roaming the hallways for her daily room checkings, Ayla instantly froze in her steps as she clearly heard the sound of some one sobbing. Digging her nails into the file she was holding, the woman remained utterly idle as she was trying to understand the source of the cries, only to realise that it had to be some one just down the next corridor. The sound of her heels echoed in the silence as she spotted the young and obviously distressed girl, and addressed her from a few meters away; “Hey, are you okay there?” She shouted, but was already moving closer before she got a response.

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domweber:

    “Alright, so we’re just not putting Dom’s things back where we found them now, huh? I see how it is.”

 Instantly taken aback by her colleague’s response, Ayla immediately tidied up the mess in the nurses’ station before turning her gaze back to the man. “Nothing belongs to anyone here you know. We all have access to the medical equipment, and I don’t see something that has your name on it.” Ledger replied calmly, though the irritation behind her forced smile was more than obvious.

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artkingdrew:

Shuffling through the stack of haphazard papers strewn across the floor, the lanky blonde looked less than professional. As far as organization went, this was the best he could do and at a young age he had quickly moved on. This new environment, Serenity, it was a maze of doors and hallways complete with it’s own cast of unique characters wandering it’s halls. It was everything Drew had wanted from a place of work and more. 

Finally locating the thick parchment colored brightly with reds and greens depicting a sea of cats heading towards a single, shaking chihuahua - the young artist stood up, cracking his back in the process. A large, friendly smile spread across his features as he looked around the room- his room. He’d never felt more like an actual, real life, adult than in that moment. His name was even on a shiny placard in a neat, professional font. 

As the man was again distracted by the pile of papers, he failed to notice a presence behind him, humming happily in ignorance as he shuffled through his masterpieces. Andrew King was determined to help people, and by goodness, he would. 

  Hastily pacing to her office, Ledger’s attention was grabbed by an office door that she had never seen before, and an unfamiliar name written on a placard. Intrigued by this sight, Ayla could not help but peak in out of curiosity, only to face a young boy that she had never seen before. “Hello there!” She spoke with enthusiasm at the new face, genuinely excited to see that another young person had joined the facility. “I’m Ayla, I work here as a therapist and a nurse. Are you new?” The brunette added casually with a charming smile and went to extend her arm to the boy, eager to learn about his own position in Serenity.

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jay-mcadams:

Her fingers traced over his neck and, for once, he didn’t have the urge to push her away. The only scars visible were the few from his chest that stretched above the neckline of his shirt. It was only visible if someone was actually looking for his scars. He brushed his fingertips along her bare skin. She was irresistible, and he found it nearly impossible to keep his hands to himself. He glanced up to meet her eyes. The way she was looking at him had his heart beating faster.

Jay ran his hands through her hair. Jay never expected to get so lucky. The accident had left him a completely different person. He lost all ambition he had. He spent years putting his heart and soul into his work only to have it fall apart, but he was slowly realizing he couldn’t let his PTSD control him or his decisions. He’d never get better. “I wanted to be an ER doctor. I liked the ideas of traumas and things like that. I thought about doing surgery, but I don’t think that’s for me.” It was the first time he had ever spoke about his possible medical career. “Maybe I should talk to one of the tutors here. I’m already behind on my studies, but I don’t need to fall further behind. My biggest fear is not being able to afford to go back.”

  See could see it. Ayla could she the progress Jay had made over the last months that she knew him. No one was more aware than her of the terrible traumas and fears an accident like Jay’s had caused, but she could see that slowly and steadily he was getting better. A genuine smile of pride and bliss formed on her face, as she noticed that he didn’t flinch anymore as she touched, and the woman couldn’t be any happier for his gradual recovery. She had hope that by the end of the year he could be released, and she’d make sure to slip in a word or two about him to the higher ups.

 Nodding and listening carefully as he spoke, the brunette eagerly encouraged him to talk a tutor about his ambitions. “I can help you too you know! I have a medical degree, in nursing but still..I could be of help.” She suggested with enthusiasm, though there was a tint of bitterness in her words. Ayla had high expections of herself, and she was aiming to be a doctor, not a nurse. Though personal issues had caused her to pause her studies, leaving her with a nursing degree instead. Still, being as bossy as she was, the woman would go around referring to herself as Dr Ledger. In her eyes, she was successful, believing that she had the same knowledge as actual doctors here. She was going to get her degree as soon as possible, and she’d find an even better job than Serenity. And she was planning to do it with Jay by her side.

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aspensaspirin:

“Do people go often?” she wondered out loud, surely she wasn’t the only one who was happy there were such features in this place. It sounded like a great way to spend time, and the more people Aspen talked to the more she realized just how much time she would likely be spending here. “Do I have to make an appointment with her, or just go when she says?” now that she knew school was a thing, Aspen was starting to look forward to it. “Oh, um….” the blonde quickly opened her phone from the house and scrolled through her notes, “Jayce… Steele?” she looked up at Ayla.

 “Not as often as I expected!” Ayla spoke with a motion of her hand, actually surprised that people would not take advantage of the facilities Serenity had to offer too much. “Oh Claire, she is always willing to see people. I bet she will be delighted to hear that a student is actually interested in tutoring!” The woman expressed with enthusiasm, as she took another glance at her watch. “I believe she will be in her office right now, if you wanna go see her.” Ayla added with a smile, before informing Aspen of the tutor’s office number, and the floor it was on.

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demixrivers:

Demi’s distress over the entire situation was sure enough, reflecting onto Ayla. An already hormonal teenage girl, hopelessly falling in love had just discovered that her boyfriend had killed somebody… Most girls Demetria’s age were finding out that their partners had been unfaithful or just simply weren’t interested in anything but sex, but not her. She had just found out that her boyfriend was a murderer. How? Fucking how? Everything that the therapist was telling her went through one ear and out the other as Demi’s own lungs struggled for breath, her heart was struggling to pump the blood around her body and her thoughts of Aiden, well – they were up in the air and everywhere. What was she supposed to think? How was she supposed to feel? All of the factors that were keeping her alive had now been dropped on her, like a weight attempting to suffocate her.

Clutching onto her own chest as a desperate attempt for air, she shook her head once more at Ayla as if she had witnessed something so horrific. In the same instance, Demi hated Ayla. Why would she even try to tear the two apart? The other half of the broken brunette though, knew she would never have found out and was in some way thankful… Hell, she could never hate Mckayla. She was only interested in keeping Demetria safe but Demi didn’t care about that. She loved Aiden and she was going to be there for him, no matter what. She had already made that promise. “I… I can’t stay. I have to go and talk to him Ayla.”

  Ayla was at a loss for words at the whole situation, desperate to keep her cool and act professional, but also feeling like she had swallowed a pack of needles. What the hell had she done? She never intended for things to turn out this way, and seeing this from a therapist’s perspective, it was the worst thing she could have done to Evans. That boy was not ready to talk about that terrible, traumatic event in his life, but now he would be forced. She knew there was not a chance in a million that a girl like Demi would not keep her mouth shut, and this information was too much for a person to handle on their own. Still, she was willing to at least try and convince her; “Demi...this is not right. That boy is not ready to talk about his feelings yet, this shouldn’t have happened. You must not push him!” Ledger tried to reason with her, though she was certain that there was no point in her even trying. Demi was still here physically, but her mind had already left out the door and was traveling to Aiden’s room, where the poor boy would have to face his demons once again. She did not know that boy personally, but the woman made a mental note to talk to him soon. Even though he did not seem like a very negotiative person, there were things that she needed to say to him.

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demixrivers:

Shaking her head in ultimate disbelief as Mckayla quickly hid away the file, Demetria could focus on nothing but the empty space of her desk in which his photo and reports had originally lay… It couldn’t be true. Her Aiden was not a monster, he wasn’t evil and there was no fucking way that he was… A murderer. Eyes widened in horror as the rest of her body felt stiff, she finally forced her gaze towards Ayla, absolutely mortified. The only thing that Demi cared about in that moment was if any other patient had entered the room, they would have been able to see the dark and twisted shit that the therapists had been writing about him, the lies that they were creating…

Throwing herself up from her chair, feeling a mixture of heartbreak and anger, she raised her voice in despair. “That isn’t true… It can’t be! Aiden didn’t… He wouldn’t… Ayla, please just tell me it isn’t real and get rid of it.” The lump that was growing in her throat was now forcing its way upward as she wrapped her arms around herself in attempt to comfort herself. “Why are you even researching into his case? I told you, he’s not a bad person and he would never fucking hurt me! Jay antagonized him!” By now, Demi’s eyes were watery and the bloodshot, jagged veins that stood out from the whites had only grown more. Trembling, on both legs and ready to burst out of the door, she froze. Ayla fucking owed her an explanation for why she was snooping through her boyfriend’s file – she wasn’t even his therapist!

  Oh this had taken such a wrong turn. Ayla had simply invited Demi to her office so that they could talk, make up, not make matters worse. In fact she believed that Rivers would appreciate how she looked into Evans’ case, just to make sure that he was right for her, that she was in no danger. Ayla Ledger was keeping up the exterior of a caring, friendly girl, but was that the truth? Or was she simply using that as an excuse to prove herself right once again, or even take a small, harmless revenge on behalf of Jay? Little did she know that Demetria would have no idea about a specific something regarding Aiden, and now she had no clue how to explain herself, her motives without sounding like a bitch.

 Instantly jumping up in synchronisation with the younger, who was clearly extremely upset, Ayla was at a loss for words. What was it that she had seen? Shaking her head slightly as her jaw dropped, Ledger could tell that the words that were leaving her mouth right now were just a result of her own frustration, which the new information had caused. Nothing on that file was as shocking as the murder, which the boy must had kept a secret from her. It would be a lie to say that Ledger was not kind of shook too when she read it, as there was no other patient currently in Serenity who had commited murder. So how could she blame Demi for being that upset, after just finding out?

 “I don’t owe you an explanation for that. Every therapist can look into patients’ files, and I had my reasons. And it seems like I was not wrong either...” Ayla muttered as calmly as possible, not allowing the other brunette to step over her. Taking a step towards her, the therapist crossed her arms over her chest and gritted her teeth together as she frowned, able to detect the pain that was written all over Demi’s face; “You didn’t know...” She concluded, starting to feel guilt crashing over her due to the fact that she had learned in such an unsuitable way. Regardless of how she personally felt about Evans, he should have been the one to open up about his situation when he felt ready, because there was no doubt that Demetria would confront him straight away now. It wasn’t like Ayla had told her about it herself, Demi was the one who sneakingly read about his case out of curiosity, but whatever, the results were the same. It was too late to change anything now.

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aspensaspirin:

Ayla wasn’t wrong on that one. Aspen was all but clueless in terms of Serenity House, how it worked and what was in it. Although she was slowly getting the hang of things, it was a bit like learning to walk again… it was going to take some time. “I didn’t know there was a basement, period,” she said lightly. She didn’t know what she had been expecting, but it definitely wasn’t that. Take away the illness part, and Serenity sounded alot like an alpine resort. “When are they open?” Aspen asked, knowing that this was something Ayla was enthusiastic about, and also she actually wanted to know. The blonde nodded her head, “With Claire– I met her earlier. She seems really nice, I’m happy she’s my tutor. Does it cover pretty much everything from high school?” Truthfully, Aspen enjoyed school. Besides, it would give her a sense of regularity and rhythm throughout her day, which she so often craved. 

 Continuing to pace down the hallway with the pretty blonde, Ayla stopped to think for a moment; “Um, I believe you can go there from 8 to 12 in the mornings, and 5 to 8 in the afternoons. You should really go check it out, they have done an amazing job.” She responded with a grin, truly taking pride in her work environment, compared to most hospitals she had been before. “Oh Claire, such a lovely woman. I am not sure what you guys do there, but she should be able to inform you best.” The brunette added casually with a shrug, before hastily checking her watch. “I have an appointment in a few minutes so I should go soon - who is your therapist by the way?”

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jay-mcadams:

He could tell she didn’t believe a single negative word that came out of his mouth. For the first time, he almost didn’t either. Jay had been told by therapists and doctors before that he could go back to school when he felt the time was right. He never believed he would. Jay was young and there was still a chance he could graduate college and go to medical school. Serenity had tutors, but Jay had ignored every single one of them. He allowed his own tragic past to keep him from pursuing his dream. Jay could scrape up the money to go back to school.

Jay fell back on the couch and pulled her down with him. “I can promise you I won’t do that. I’ve got eyes for you and only you.” A playful smile pulled at the corners of his lips before leaning up to kiss her once again. Even with the playful tone in her voice, Jay could tell she was genuinely worried. “No else has ever made me this happy. I don’t mind the sneaking around.” Jay had never felt this way about someone before and it scared him. 

 “Mhm, you better not mister!” Ayla replied in the same teasing manner, allowing her girly nags to get the best of her for a moment, having completely abandoned her professional attitude right there and then. Falling back onto the boy, Ledger gently traced her fingers on his neck as he spoke, swearing that she felt like a High Schooler all over, who had managed to win the most gorgeous boy’s heart. Raising her eyes to stare at Jay, the way her eyes were blissfully shining said more than any words ever could.

 Resting her head against his chest for a minute, the brunette speechlessly stayed there for a minute, simply listening to the beat of his heart. How extremely lucky she was to have met a guy like him, so caring and loving, and totally different than anyone she had met before. Ayla always wanted to have her feet glued to the ground, never allowing herself to make future plans because you never know what the future holds. But she couldn’t deny that she was already thinking of her future with that boy, especially since they both had similar goals too. “You are going to get a Medical Degree. And I am doing to get a Masters in Psychology, and we will both be working in great Institutions, being successful. You will see.” Ayla finally broke the silence to speak as she stared deeply in his eyes, sounding as if all her words were true facts, as if somehow she had suddenly gotten a glimpse of their future.

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demixrivers:

Whilst not looking directly at Ayla, she could feel her gaze pinned on her being. How was she supposed to read Aiden’s file if Mckayla continued to stare at her in that way? As the woman spoke, apologising and justifying her reasoning for being so… caring towards Demi, her viridescent pupils flickered around Ayla’s desk, as if she was simply looking at the ornaments and photo-frames that decorated it. Realistically though, she was reading every single word that haunted the file. Aiden meant everything to Demi and of course, if she had to, then she would jump to defend him and risk her own wellbeing in Serenity. Absentmindedly nodding, she mumbled back in response. “Yeah… No, that’s fine, whatever…”

Demetria squinted her eyes, her actions now possibly becoming slightly more obvious as body levitating closer towards the file from across the desk, beyond control. One word. One single word caused her heart to freeze over and the blood that was exuberantly keeping her alive, to stop pumping around her veins. Murder. Demi had always felt that there was something that Aiden was keeping from her but no, this could not have been it… Aiden was deeply gentle, kind and so warm… He couldn’t have done that. Diverting her bloodshot eyes in Ayla’s direction, she had begun to struggle for breath, her forefinger pinning itself to the file on her desk. “I’m… What is that?”

  It took a while for Ayla to realize that Demetria wasn’t actually paying attention to her, or even actually absent-mindedly looking at the objects on her office. It wasn’t like the therapist was gullible, in fact she was very smart and cheeky herself, but in the moment she was too focused on using the right words to explain her actions, and too unaware that there would be details about Aiden Evan’s life that Rivers did not know of. After all they were such a happy, loving couple that Ayla simply wanted to ruin, that nothing on that file would come as a surprise to her...Correct?

 Boom, of course not. Mckayla Ledger was not an evil person, but she felt some kind of internal satisfaction the second she realized that Demi spotted something on her boyfriend’s file that she did not know of, something that she was not supposed to have read. It was clear from the breathless way her voice came out, and from the surprise that was written all over her face. Immediately closing the boy’s file and hiding it away in her drawer, which she should have done minutes ago, Ayla averted her gaze back to the girl before speaking; “That was Evan’s file. I needed to do some research on his case, for personal reasons. What’s the matter?” The brunette spoke as casually as possible, starting to feel slightly guilty and unprofessional about her attitude.

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estellegrimesxo:

Feeling somewhat nostalgic over the mishap that had occurred on her desk with Cory, the blondes smile soon enough faded. Fingertips circled the rim of her mug, too concentrated on the alcoholic concoction of liquid that filled its china. Raising her sapphires to finally meet with the depths of brown that painted Mckayla’s eyes, she gave one simple shrug. “I don’t want to be prettier, I have no concern for that… But I can feel him slipping from my grasp and I haven’t ever really been so fixated on somebody. Relationships were never a big thing for me and they aren’t, I have much more important things in my life but… I don’t know, I’ll figure it out.” Estelle spoke softly, almost reassuringly to herself. “How about you, Ayla? Are  you seeing anybody?”

  “Aww, come on now...” Ayla spoke in a lower tone as her smile dropped, giving Estelle a supportive stroke on her shoulder. “I am sure everything will be alright, let me know how it goes.” She spoke with another grin, staring into the blonde’s eyes. Estelle was probably the only real friend Ayla had made with here, even though she was quite sociable and interacted with all her colleagues, she had not clicked with anyone but this woman. At her question though, which was to be expected, Ayla instantly averted her gaze and straightened her back against the couch, unsure if she should talk to her friend about him. Of course a sober Ledger would have been more serious than that, but her current movements and the giggle that left her lips as she spoke, made it more than obvious that she was lying; “Well, I...Not really!”

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aspensaspirin:

It wasn’t like Aspen had chosen to be here… really they sent her here without any consultation with her. Maybe it was because of her silence that they decided Serenity House would be the best option. Still, Aspen was not sure what ‘recovery’ really was, or if she even wanted to go down that road. Overdosing wasn’t usually an optimistic sign. Still, the least she could do was be enthusiastic and optimistic for the woman. “Right,” Aspen smiled. “The music room and the rec room are the ones I’ve heard of, mostly,” she said. “I definitely didn’t expect there to be musical instruments in a hospital,”

  “Oh I am certain that there are a lot of things here you don’t know about!” Ayla spoke with the same enthusiasm, not only aiming to cheer the girl up, but genuinely taking pride in Serenity’s facilities. “Did you know that there was a gym in the basement, and a pool even? You just have to get permission to use it, I believe. There is also a library, and a big garden! You guys should not pass all the creative opportunities you are given to spend your time here.” The staff member added, referring not only to Aspen but to all patients in here who passed on all these activities. “Plus, I don’t know if you’ve been told but you’ll need to attend tutoring until you turn eighteen. I know, you must be delighted, but take it as a good chance to make new friends.” Ayla explained with a funny expression, aware that no one here would be happy to know such a thing.

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jay-mcadams:

“I’ll never drive a car again. I’ll never be the normal guy I was before all this happened.” Jay rambled off all his concerns and his worries about his life long-term. “I’m going to push you away sometimes because I feel disgusting. There used to be all these things I liked about myself, but now there’s so much I hate about myself. I want you here for the long haul. I just want you know what you could be getting yourself into.” Ayla never looked at him like most people had. Jay was so used to having people look at him like a puppy that had been kicked too many times. She looked at him differently. He hoped she could understand him more than other people. She worked with patients like Jay for a living. 

He stopped talking when she pressed her finger to his lips. He gently pushed her blouse up just barely. He ran his fingers up and down her sides. There was something about the way she smiled at him that put him at ease. He seemed to forget about all his worries for just a moment. He had no need to worry about their future. Everything would work out in the end. Jay needed someone who would put up with his countless amount of visits to a therapist, and someone who would understand him and his PTSD. He had no idea how to respond to her words. Jay grinned and pulled her closer to him. He brushed her hair from her face. “You’re too good to me,” he laughed. "I don’t even know how to explain it, but you mean so much to me.”

  Tightening her arms around his neck, Ayla’s head fell back momentarily and she stared at the ceiling as he spoke, indicating that she really believed none of all these things that he blurted out about himself. She could see the ambitions in his eyes, all his hopes and dreams that had been buried underneath layers and layers of fear and hatred for himself and the world - but she believed in him. Jay was amazing to her, and perfectly imperfect in his own ways, but most importantly the guy that she was shamelessly starting to fall for. There was no point in worrying about all these future events when they did not even know what was gonna occur the next moment, when right there and then they were both going against the laws and morals of this place so they could be together. That was how strongly they cared for each, and they were going to make it.

 The smiling brunette’s attention was instantly grasped by the brushing of his fingers against her skin, that gave her goosebumps all over. Positioning herself closer to him, Ayla smiled blissfully as the other male openly started expressing his feelings about her, swearing that she could sense her own pupils glimmering with happiness at his words. Having momentarily erased the worry of another person suddenly enterring the office and seeing them together, Ayla turned towards him to plant another warm kiss on his lips before speaking; “You better not be messing around with any other girls in here then.” The brunette said playfully with a shake of her head, though she had indirectly just expressed one of her biggest worries to him.

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demixrivers:

After their altercation at the Snowball, Demetria was absolutely dreading visiting Mckayla’s office. The two had almost always gotten along so well, however the other brunette was just as strong-minded as Demi was, which sometimes caused them to clash.

Welcoming herself into the office and sitting down on the chair, Demetria looked deeply into Ayla’s eyes, without a word, without a smile, without even a glimmer of anger. Instead, she was expressionless, just waiting for what it was that the therapist or supposed friend had to tell her. But her eyes shortly fell to the open file that was sat aside on her desk; the attached image, whilst upside down, was too familiar to not recognise. It was Aiden. Instantly furrowing her brows, she swallowed the lump in her throat and diverted her gaze back to the woman as if she had never looked away in the first place. 

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 Demetria Rivers. A girl Ayla had taken a liking to from the first moment they met, a girl that was just a few years younger than her, but most importantly a girl that she was starting to consider more a friend and less a patient. The fact that the two women had an intense conversation back at the Snowball did not change how deeply Ayla cared about her. That was why today she had invited the girl to her office so they could go over what happened back then, like two mature people. That boy, Aiden Evans, had certainly intrigued her since she found out about his violent behaviour, especially towards Jay who meant a lot to her. That was why she had asked for his file, so she’d be able to read the details about his case. And of course, she was right once again. This particular patient was one, if not the most, dangerous patients that lived in Serenity. There was no other person here who had commited murder, and Ledger would never believe his statement of it being an accident. What was Demi still doing with a person like him? Little was the staff member aware of the fact that the girl had no idea of this detail in his life.

 Having miscalculated time, and too absorbed in her thoughts, Ayla did not have enough time to put the patient’s file away before Demi got there. But since they were so close, there wouldn’t be something in these papers that the other brunette supposedly did not know about. At least that was what Ledger thought. “You alright, Demi?” Were Ayla’s first words towards the brunette who casually sat in front of her, but made her position clear without uttering a word. The least she could personally do was be honest about her worries, and hope that Demi would be mature enough to converse with her, and not give her the silent treatment. “Look, I wanted to apologize about back then. I know this is none of my business, but I am just looking out for you dear. I only want to clear things between us. Regardless of the words we exchanged, I still care deeply about your well being. That is why I called you here, and that is why I said these things in the first place...” Ayla admitted as sincerely as possible, never taking her eyes away from the younger’s.