ABDALLAH
Maybe this is wrong. Maybe I shouldn’t invade her privacy. But I just want to know. She’s my wife. I have to know what bothers her. I just have to know.
I step inside our room and carefully tread forward. Walking towards the bed where Sophia is sleeping, I peek a glance at her to ensure that she really is asleep.
Her breathing is even and I sigh in relief. Then, I start my quest to search for her diary. I check her side table and since it’s not there, I open the top drawer. Blush. Quickly close it.
Sophia stirs and I freeze, thinking of the ways I could explain what I’m doing. Thankfully, she just changes sides ─now facing me─ and remains asleep.
With my eyes on her face, I slowly and quietly open the second drawer, praying it’s there. My gaze moves from her to the diary tha
