Chapter 4

It was 6:30 AM.

The sky was already bright.

I reached under my pillow and pulled out my phone.

I turned it on.

The moment the screen lit up, I froze.

There were 127 missed calls and over 300 unread WhatsApp messages.

The phone was so jammed with notifications that it took me a full ten seconds to respond.

I leaned back against the headboard and swiped open my phone.

The list of missed calls was so long that I could barely scroll to the bottom.

Richard had called over 20 times.

Charles had called over ten times.

The screen…