ABDALLAH
I trudge down the stairs and walk out of the drawing room door. When I'm about to round the corner, I see Sophia standing in the garage. She's all tensed up, as though preparing herself for battle.
She looks in my direction and sighs . . . in relief?
"Thanks for leaving without me." I mutter as I walk to stand by her side.
She gives me a long, hard stare.
Then, turns to look at the crowd. "Why is everyone staring at us?"
Yeah, well, hell if I know.
Still, I try to answer. "We're kind of like the royals, you know? People can't help but stare at us."
She chuckles softly, her shoulders visibly relaxing. I can't help but wonder whether something really is wrong with her.
I inch closer to her so that she's able to hear me better what with the music and all. "Are you, you know
