—Alec—
She didn't pick up.
Curiosity surged through me as I stared at my phone.
Was it work, or was there another reason she wasn’t answering?
I tried again and this time, she picked up.
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—Mabel—
“Hello?” I answered.
“Is everything okay, my love? You had me worried.”
I stood and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of my office. “We need to see.”
He chuckled. “Exactly what I was thinking. How about dinner at your place?”
To my surprise, a faint smile tugged at my lips.
“Alright. What time?”
“You choose,” he murmured. I could tell he was smiling.
The photos from Tom's phone flashed in my mind and a wave of melancholy swept through me. “How about seven o'clock?”
“Seven sounds perfect.”
I swallowed. “Alright, then. Don't be late.”
“I won't. I promise
