POV: Sophie
I was sitting on my bed, hugging my teddy really tight.
My room was so quiet.
It had been like that for a long time now.
Too many days.
Too many nights.
And I didn’t like it.
I really missed Naomi.
I missed her voice.
I missed the way she laughed.
I missed the way she always called me Ginger.
My lips pressed together as I squeezed my teddy even tighter.
“I really, really miss you, Naomi…” I whispered softly.
I also felt a little bad.
Okay… not a little.
A lot.
Because I hadn’t been talking to Daddy for more than two weeks now.
Two weeks.
That was a lot even for me.
But it was all his fault.
If only he had agreed to bring Naomi back…
Then none of this would have happened.
I wouldn’t be sad.
He wouldn’t be sad.
And Naomi wouldn’t be gone.
And I know she's
