"Why isn’t he answering his phone?" Evalina muttered under her breath, her voice low but filled with anxiety. Her fingers kept redialing Hunter Jackson’s number on her phone. Once, twice, three times… five. But no answer. Only the robotic voice of the operator and the endless ringing that pierced her chest like a knife.
That morning in the office, Evalina sat at her desk with a worried expression. Her brows were furrowed, eyes fixed on her screen. Normally, Hunter would answer right away—or at least send a brief reply. But today… nothing. Silence.
“What’s wrong, Hunter? What’s happening to you?” she whispered.
A few staff members glanced in her direction, but Evalina didn’t care. An uneasy feeling crept into her mind. Something was wrong. And she knew—when Hunter pulled away without a w
