Arya:
The silence on the other end is so deafening, I can feel my heart literally pounding out of my ribcage. The only confirmation that he hasn’t hung up is the steady breathing coming from the other end.
My hands are trembling as I grip the phone tighter. “Hello, is anyone there?”
“Who’s this?” The person- who may or may not be Devon’s twin brother sharply says. “If you are sent from Barbara, I don’t want anything to do with both-”
“I am Arya, Devon’s girlfriend.” There’s no better way to put it, I can’t just blurt out that we are friends or something; he’s going to hang up even before I can catch my breath. Again, another stretch of silence.
Is this even funny? Leaving the other person all nervous? I have a feeling that Devon’s brother likes to gather his thoughts in his head befor
