Adriana Pasquale sat alone quietly in her bedroom, she felt heavily deep writhing her. The weight of her pregnancy and her father’s threats had left her feeling trapped and desperate. She had spent the last few days avoiding everyone, trying to make sense of everything happening in her life at that time.
“Grrr” her phone rang out loudly breaking the peace and quiet of the room. The caller ID displayed an unknown number.
She hesitated for a moment before finally answering, with a cautious voice. “Hello?”
“Adriana Pasquale,” a smooth, cold voice replied. “I’ve been looking forward to speaking with you.”
Adriana was perplexed. The voice was unfamiliar, but there was something about the way the caller had mentioned her name that sent a chill down her spine. “Who is this?” She asked curtly
