Kylie
“Hello? Dianna, is this you? Are you okay?” I continuously asked with worry filling my chest.
The sobs on the other line diminished before the call ended.
I was left wondering as I felt my stomach being twisted in anxiety. I couldn’t be wrong. That was Dianna. I may have not known her for a long time, but I can recognize her voice. She was crying as if she was in deep and serious trouble calling Jacob’s name.
Because of the fear that Dianna might be in danger, and with the telephone still in my hands, I rushed out of the room to see Jacob.
The first place that came up in my mind was his office. I gave it a couple of knocks before stepping inside. But his swivel chair was empty.
Hoping he was just somewhere inside, and since his office was big, I continued to enter, only to
