Chapter 16
Sophia's POV
A man in a blue polo walked inside the dark room and I sighed in relief because he was not the person I was dread to see.
My nightmare.
"How was your trip to wonderland," he sang, walking toward me and clapping his hands before taking a wooden chair and sitting in front of me.
"Think, Sofia; if Maryam is in this situation, what would she do? She is extroverted while I am not"I thought bitterly while I shook my head.
"Come on, be yourself," my subconscious responded. Alhamdulillah that it was not giving me snarky comments, I hated it sometimes but I loved it so much.
I looked the man in the eyes. This man had a boyish face: I thought he would be in his early twenties. He was taller than me but definitely not tall like my Yusuf.
My Yusuf!
I liked how it sound
