SOPHIA
I feel panic seep deep into my blood. I frantically search here and there-everywhere really- for a place to escape.
I wonder why I even agreed to come to the mall. My mother would have managed shopping for my 'non-wedding' just fine by herself. Instead, she dragged me with her.
Now I'm going to face the consequences.
Just when I see the perfect place to hide ─under a bench─ Abdallah's eyes land on me. I see surprise on his face that is soon replaced by something I don't even want to register.
Hurt.
Why can't he be like other men and not care?
Why . . . why the hell does my heart ache seeing him hurt?
He stares at me as if trying to excuse my behavior from yesterday.
I don't understand.
Now I'm panicking for an entirely different reason. Because I think I let my walls down
