CHAPTER - 2 Mistaken identity

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Sofia Hayat's day had started like any other, with the harsh buzz of her alarm wrenching her from the clutches of sleep. As she groggily stumbled out of bed, she felt the weight of exhaustion settling over her like a heavy cloak. The events of the past few days had left her drained, both physically and emotionally.

Her morning routine was a blur of rushed showers and quick breakfasts, barely managing to gulp down her coffee before darting out the door. As she navigated the bustling streets of New York City, her mind was a whirlwind of deadlines and obligations, each one pressing down on her with suffocating intensity.

The office was a hive of activity, phones ringing incessantly and colleagues rushing back and forth with urgent memos and reports. Sofia barely had time to catch her breath before she was swept up in a whirlwind of meetings and conference calls, each one stretching on for what felt like an eternity.

By midday, she could feel the stress gnawing at her insides like a relentless beast. Her shoulders were tense, her temples throbbing with the beginnings of a headache. She longed for a moment of peace, a chance to catch her breath and collect her thoughts.

It was during her lunch break that she finally found a moment of respite. Slipping away from the chaos of the office, she found herself in a quiet corner of the nearby park, the soft rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of birds providing a welcome contrast to the hustle and bustle of the city.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, allowing herself to momentarily forget about the mountain of work waiting for her back at the office. For a few precious moments, she let herself be still, basking in the warmth of the sun on her face and the gentle caress of the breeze on her skin.

But all too soon, reality came crashing back in. With a sigh, Sofia rose to her feet, reluctantly leaving behind the tranquility of the park to return to the chaos of her everyday life.

As the afternoon wore on, Sofia found herself growing increasingly restless. The weight of her responsibilities felt like an anchor dragging her down, threatening to suffocate her with its relentless grip. She needed an escape, a chance to break free from the suffocating confines of her routine.

It was then that she reached for her phone, her fingers hovering uncertainly over the screen. With a sudden burst of determination, she dialed Tunisha's number, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for her friend to pick up.

"Hey, Tuni," she said, her voice tired but hopeful. "It's me. Listen, I know it's last minute, but...I could really use a break. Do you want to meet up for drinks after work? There's this bar I've been wanting to check out, and I thought..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Tunisha's voice came through the line, warm and inviting. "Of course, Sof. I'd love to. You sound like you could use a drink."

Sofia couldn't help but smile at her friend's understanding. "Thanks, Tuni. I'll see you there."

As she hung up the phone, a sense of relief washed over her. For the first time all day, she felt a glimmer of hope, a flicker of excitement at the prospect of escaping the confines of her daily routine, if only for a few fleeting hours.

With a renewed sense of purpose, Sofia plunged back into her work, her mind already drifting ahead to the promise of the evening ahead. No matter what the rest of the day held in store, she knew that she had something to look forward to, a beacon of light shining through the darkness of her stress and exhaustion.

 No matter what the rest of the day held in store, she knew that she had something to look forward to, a beacon of light shining through the darkness of her stress and exhaustion

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