Chapter 118: Knocked Up

Sapphire’s POV

“Are you sure you don’t want me to come over?” Jamila asked me, her voice as soft and sweet as ever.

I shook my head as if she could see me, my grip on my phone loosening. “No, you don’t have to. I’ll be fine, really.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” I answered. “I just want to be alone today.”

“Oh yeah? And what would you be doing at home today?”

I shrugged and said, a little bit unsure, “The usual.”

“What’s that? Wallowing in your misery?”

I let out a very long, deep sigh and closed my eyes for a moment. “No,” I mouthed, staring into space for what felt like a minute. “I’ll probably…read a book or…watch a movie or better yet…”

Jamila saw right through my bullshit and quickly cut me off, “Yeah right. We both know you’ll probably just be lying in bed, staring at the ceiling all day.”

“Alright, you caught me,” I uttered in defeat. “But that isn’t such a bad idea, is it?”

Jamila let out a sympathetic sigh on the other end of the line. “You know, you don't have to go through this alone.