Saad's pov:
Before I could grab the journal from her because of her inconsistent tears, an incoming call interrupted us. Sighing, I picked up the call and moved away from her, not wanting to disturb the silence surrounding us.
"Hello, Mr. Saad Ibrahim?" A feminine voice inquired from the other side.
"Yes, it's me." Confused, I replied.
"I just wanted to remind you that you were supposed to bring Miss. Atifa about half an hour ago. Can you let us know when you will be back?"
"Y- yeah, we will be back soon. Thank you." Realising it was a call from the hospital where Atifa and ammi were admitted, I replied while glancing back at her, a tired sigh escaping my lips.
Hanging up the call, I headed back to sit on the bed, wondering if we should take the journal back or leave it here. F
