"Nadia?" Faiza's head peeked through the door, as she opened it slightly.
She opened it fully when she didn't get any response, and stepped into the room.
"Nadia?" She called again with a little more volume in her voice.
Her face scrunched when. Nadia, who was clearly sitting on her bed facing the wall, did not respond to her.
Carefully, she closed the door behind her, and walked up to her.
"Nadia?" She touched her shoulders from behind, causing Nadia Sinclair to jolt, and turn around.
"Jesus Christ Faiza!" She grabbed her heaving chest.
"I'm so sorry. I've been trying to get you attention but no matter how much I called out, you didn't answer. Are you okay?" She asked.
Nadia breathed out. "I'm fine Faiza. Did you need something? Come, sit here with me." She patted to the empty space beside her.
Faiza sat down immediately, and as she looked up at Nadia, her eyes watered.
"What is it, Faiza?" Nadia, carried her hands into hers, as worried lines appeared all over her face.
