Sophie's Point of View
I discovered that the other side of the bed is empty when I wake up.
I tossed up and caressed the pain off my head. Just when I thought of pacing around my room, I got interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Who is it?”
I asked with a frown. The knock came at the wrong time. I didn't want to speak to anyone.
I just wanted to be alone.
“It's Maria.” A tiny voice answered from the other side of the door.
Knowing who it was, my anger died down. I stopped wishing to smack her.
I open the door to welcome her. I waited for her to speak, but she didn't.
Rather, she grins brightly at me. I should have known she was here to mess with my head.
Had I known she was going to act like this, I wouldn't have opened the door for her.
Now I will have to struggle to
