AMIRA
I had lost count of how many times I had sighed in the last ten minutes. It was time to water Dad’s plants, a task that shouldn’t take me more than a few minutes, but I’d been crouched in the middle of the small garden for almost an hour, unable to do anything.
“What is wrong with me?” I muttered angrily as I plopped onto the floor instead of standing up and getting some work done.
It wasn’t as though I had no idea of what was wrong with me. I knew but I hated that it was such an issue that wasn’t letting me get any work done.
I couldn’t get the image of Ivannah and Soren hugging out of my head. I was so jealous even when I knew I had no right to be but I couldn’t help it.
I promised myself that I wouldn’t turn back after I walked away last night, but I couldn’t stop myself from
