Amira's POV

He nodded his head and turned to face me, staring into my eyes. My mind was racing with thoughts of how he would react if he heard the rest of my story. He had the option of leaving or remaining with me. I cleared my throat and focused my attention on the tiled floors, gulping the lump in my throat. To be honest, I didn't know know where to begin; I could either start with the phone call or at the beginning of the story, so I chose the former.

I took a deep breath and started my story from the beginning. "When I was a freshman in...