It was hard to move around although days had passed. It wasn't just her physic that was weak but having to walk around with the IV drip attaching to her made her movement restricted, and moving around with it was just so tedious. But she couldn't just stay in her room doing nothing, it felt like a prison in there and it scared her.
Instead, she took a stroll around in the building. Hospital terrified her. A lot. There wasn't once where she would have thought she would wanna end up being in here; even if she did suffer from her illnesses before. It wasn't long before Layla grew tired from the walk and made her way to the small chapel outside the main building. There wasn't anyone there and she had decided that this would be her favorite place. Not because she was a too religious person but this was the only place where the antiseptic smell didn't dominate the air and that this was the calmest place she could find around. She sat herself at the back rows of the church's bench. She didn't do anything, not minding to have thoughts on prayers but instead stared off the distant. The ceiling had beautiful painting drawn she had noticed.
