SOPHIA
After a few days, I fall into a routine. Before I wake up, Abdallah is gone. I have a cigarette ─or two─ on the terrace and enjoy the weather. Then, I talk a little to his mother who is so sweet it makes me feel bad about myself. Then, I watch Chinese shows on my laptop till my head feels like it’s going to burst. And whoosh, I go to sleep.
I have no idea when Abdallah gets home or where he spends all day and night. But obviously, it can’t be anything good. He’s a man after all and they’re all the same.
But what if there’s a woman─?
I tell my mind to shut up. I don’t care where he goes and what he does. It’s his life and his business.
Before another thought invades my mind, I pull out my diary from the side table drawer and grab a pen. I open a fresh page at the end and the pe
