AMELIA
My phone rang, and it was from an unknown number.
“Hello? Hello.” Nobody answered from the other line. “Who’s this?”
The call ended.
“Is everything okay?” Ren asked while I was still looking at the phone screen.
“Wrong number.”
“I thought you were taking a break. Where exactly are we going?”
“Theia, if she said she’s taking a break, she means to say, she’s doing other extra activities,” Ren said from the passenger’s seat. “You should have stopped asking her a long time ago.
“I’m not comfortable sitting in the backseat,” she complained as she used to be behind the wheel.
“We’re not going far. Just away from his house.”
“Hmm. Interesting,” she mumbled.
I parked the car at the clearing. We were still in Ryden’s territory. At least, he wouldn’t see us sneaking out.
I photoc
