ABDALLAH
I take a quick shower in Ma’s bathroom, grab a toasted bread after and head out. The Sun has risen and there is a slight breeze that makes the trees sway beautifully as light reflects on the leaves and flowers.
My mind doesn’t stop killing me the entire time I drive from my house to Aahil’s workplace. The roads are empty and a dull ache spreads throughout my heart thinking about Sophia’s eyes and for the first time, they weren’t empty.
The raw pain there was the death of me. I can’t ever clear that image from my brain. The quivering chin, the teary eyes and the horrors that shone through them.
The way she wouldn’t let me stop. The way she held onto my wrists, so vulnerable. So broken.
I try to shake off the clear-as-day images that run through my head. They don’t stop com
