Chapter 106

• [NADIA]
• When I wake up the next time, it’s not to the early morning sun but to someone wailing at the top of their lungs.
• I toss and turn to the other side, trying to find a spot or a position where I don’t have to hear it, where I can slip back into the peaceful slumber that’s so hard to come by these days. But to my utter dismay, the more I try to disconnect myself from the chaos of reality, telling myself it can’t be my chaos to worry about, the louder the wail becomes.