He's driving me crazy.
Joanna pov
A cold panic clawed at my chest. My hands shook as I grabbed the phone, scrolling through the call history again. Fifteen calls, and still nothing. My heart raced, my throat tightened.
I whispered to myself, "He's mad. He's forgotten me. He hates me."
No. That couldn't be.
I jumped out of bed and started pacing. One step, two steps, three… I counted them silently, hoping the rhythm would steady my chest. It didn't. My thoughts ran in circles. "I won't call him again. I'll wait. I'm strong."
But my hands reached for the phone before my mind could finish the sentence.
I dialed him. One. Two. Three rings. Nothing.
I laughed bitterly. "He's ignoring me. He's giving up. Good. I'll call again. Thirty times. Then forty-five. Then—" My voice broke mid-coun
