“Molly!” Zina called, tapping her on the back.

“Ahhh!” Molly screamed, stumbling backward in panic. Her heart raced as she grabbed a throw pillow like a weapon. “Who is it?!”

“Molly, are you out of your mind? Don’t you even recognize my voice?” Zina sighed softly and switched on the living room light.

“Zinaa! Oh my gosh, you scared me. What are you doing up? I thought you were already asleep,” Molly said breathlessly.

“Only someone with an unclean soul would panic just because of a call. Anyways, I should be asking you the same question you’re asking me,” Zina replied calmly.

“I went to pee and saw you weren’t...