A sharp, high-pitched ringing sound filled her ears. She had her hands on the left and right side of her head, covering her ears.
She was fortunate no one came to her aid, since she couldn't explain the weird visions and dreams she'd been having. The ringing sound seemed to subside as well, but whether or not it'd happen again was unclear.
What was she supposed to say in the first place? That she saw visions of someone with an identical face to hers, with a man she couldn't remember?
She took a seat on a nearby ottoman chair, taking deep breaths as she composed herself.
'It's a one time thing,' Sophia tried to convince herself.
"This won't happen repeatedly," she mused.
"The chances are unlikely," she reassured herself, eyes shut.
"I've got to distract myself from this," she said determinedly.
"Where's someone when you need them?" She asked.
By instinct, she straightened her dress. It was evening, meaning Julia wasn't asleep yet.
