"Yumna! Come to eat breakfast!" I heard a dad's voice from downstairs.
"Coming!" I called out as I searched for something my style type of dress in the closet.
It was 7:30 am in the morning and I couldn't find a single dress wearable in the closet. Everything that Emily stored for me in the closet was not my style. They were all skirts and tops, which was definitely not my style. I preferred jeans and tops more than these sort of dresses.
"What's wrong?" I heard a voice from behind and jumped in shock.
I turned around and saw Omar and sighed in relief.
"Gosh! Can't you make a sound when you move?" I asked.
This wasn't the first time Omar appeared out of blue. And it always made me freak out. Couldn't he act like a normal human for once?!
Omar ignored me and began to dig in the close
