Chapter 17

Sophia's POV     A man in a blue polo walked inside the dark room and I sighed in relief because he was not the person I was dread to see. My nightmare.  "How was your trip to wonderland," he sang, walking toward me and clapping his hands before taking a wooden chair and sitting in front of me.  "Think, Sofia; if Maryam is in this situation, what would she do? She is extroverted while I am not"I thought bitterly while I shook my head.  "Come on, be yourself," my subconscious...