SOPHIA
I watch the exchange with interest. At the same time, waiting for my heart to beat normally again. I wasn't ready to tell Aahil anything. And I was not at all prepared for that look on Abdallah's face.
Trust.
I don't think anyone has so openly granted that to me. Not that I trust anyone, but still. I can't understand how. How can he still look at me in that deep, dark way that he does? How is he even looking at me? Most of all, how does he trust me after all that I've done? The way I look at him, talk to him, treat him isn't nice to say the least.
I have no idea how to deal with this. I don't trust him. He has done nothing to earn my trust. For all I know, he's just playing games on me. Actually, that makes more sense. First he proposes to me out of the blue, then after that he
