Chapter 29

Ammarah's pov why do I exist- Zevia I stretched my arms and squinted my eyes letting my room come into view. My eyes felt heavy and very sensitive to the light coming from the window. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Did I pray such? Hasbunallah, what time is it? I quickly performed ablution, rushed out and grabbed my hijab spreading out the mat. Minutes later, the door opened and I heard the familiar foot steps walk in and keep something on table. "I took your phone because it was ringing and forgot to wake you up. Sorry" Rahma said and I nodded "Are you okay? She asked hesitantly and I took a deep breath "I'm not but I'm hanging on" She clapped "Well hanging on is good, hanging on is great because soon you'll stand on your feet. I have ideas for what to do today. So remember the pack we saw on Instagram, today is their opening and I think we should go. It looked great right" She came to my praying mat and kept the tray "I made you breakfast" I t