Christiana’s POV
I stared at my reflection in the mirror, locking my gaze with her green eyes—I missed how I looked, not getting used to her appearance any time soon. I lost track of time, staring at that mirror—hoping for her to show up.
But she didn’t.
Ten days passed on top of the other five days—making it a total of fifteen days. It became a ritual for me to stand in front of the mirror, call her name, or just say annoying stuff. Sophia, of course, didn’t show up.
I took in a sharp breath before letting out a frustrated sigh and storming back inside the room.
Screw not telling Sam. She wasn’t here to stop me, and I was panicking.
Kylie hasn’t found the woman yet. Well, it was hard to look for a woman when you don’t have her name.
I went to bed and pulled the covers on me—minute
