Sophia’s POV
Why do I feel like I need to find out who this person is?
I suddenly didn’t think I would be relaxed knowing that I didn’t actually try to know who it was before I leave New York.
It would be better that I hadn’t thought about it but know that I had remembered it, I believe that I had to do something.
“How long do we have to be at the airport before my flight leaves?” I ask Sean.
“I guess about 5 hours more. I was thinking we could go get some snacks and chill out at the coffee shop, since we aren’t far away from the airport. What do you think?” he says.
“That’s a good idea. But please I need your help with something,” I tell Sean him seriously.
He slows the car down and asked immediately, “What is it? Are you okay? Do you feel any discomfort anywhere? We can just turn
