Lisa’s POV
The phone stopped ringing.
For a second… everything went quiet.
Too quiet.
My fingers tightened slightly around the phone, my pulse still uneven from everything that had already happened.
Then…
It rang again… immediately.
Like whoever it was… wasn’t going to stop.
Ethan didn’t move.
Didn’t look away.
“Answer it,” he said.
“Speaker.”
Chris tilted his head toward him, surprised.
I inhaled slowly.
Then tapped the screen.
“…Hello.”
“Lisa?!”
Ken.
My grip tightened slightly.
Not from shock.
Not from pain.
Just… recognition.
“I’ve been trying to reach you for weeks,” he continued quickly. “Your number wasn’t going through, what is going on? And what the hell is all this I’m seeing online?”
I didn’t respond immediately.
Let him talk.
Let him fill the silence.
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