My chest tightened, and each breath felt shallow and desperate. My hands were trembling so violently that finding my phone was almost impossible. Tears blurred my vision, and I wiped them away, struggling to see clearly. With unsteady hands, I finally managed to dial Dylan's number, but my fingers felt clumsy and numb.
Holding the phone to my ear, I could hear my heartbeat pounding, faster and harder, like it was about to explode.
The line rang once, twice, again, and again—each unanswered ring making my panic spiral, pulling me deeper into a suffocating void.
"Dylan, please… please answer. Please, love, just answer," I whispered, my voice cracking.
I tried his number again. Nothing. Desperation overwhelmed me, and a sob escaped my lips. My whole body shook, and just as I felt myself
