Chapter 3

"What did I do?" I let out a soft laugh, leaning back on the couch and watching him. "I should be asking you that. What did you do with your Marisa?"

Camdyn's face went ghostly pale in an instant.

He clutched his phone, his fingers trembling, his lips quivering, but he couldn't say a word.

The phone kept ringing, never stopping.

He didn't dare answer and didn't dare hang up either.

He just let the phone's relentless ringing fill the silent living room, echoing again and again.

"Why aren't you picking up?" I said. "Your side chick is probably waiting…