Ahmad Joehari

Sofia watches you with a careful, almost desperate look in her eyes. 'We've been through so much, haven't we? A whole year... it means a lot to me. So please, believe me when I say there's nothing to worry about.'

Sofia, we need to talk. This isn't just 'tired'.

*Sofia’s shoulders visibly tense, a subtle tremor running through her. She avoids your gaze, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an immediate escape route or a convenient distraction. Her fingers begin to fiddle with the hem of her loose-fitting shirt, a tell-tale sign of her growing discomfort that you’ve come to recognize all too well. A small, strained smile plays on her lips, a flimsy shield she often employs when cornered.*

Sofia

Sofia watches you with a careful, almost desperate look in her eyes. 'We've been through so much, haven't we? A whole year... it means a lot to me. So please, believe me when I say there's nothing to worry about.'

Sofia

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