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BK 2 chapter 8

I've been living constantly with fear of Abdulrahman. He loved me yet that didn't stop him from making my hell.

I sat down idly on my bed, humming an unknown tone while playing with my fingers when I heard him roar my name from the room. My body trembled with fear as I gulped down the anxiety I was feeling.

"SOPHIA" he yelled my name from downstairs. I dropped what I was doing and prayed silently to Allah to give him sabr*. I was scared, I didn't know what had gone wrong because he never called me by my name except if he was angry-- extremely angry. I rushed down the stairs; taking two steps as one. (Patience).

I saw him shaking in rage with a piece of paper in his hand, clenching his fist.

"Take" he gritted his teeth, holding the paper out to me. I didn't have time to stare at him before I collected quickly not wanting to anger him more.