Dylan’s POV
After Ally hung up on me, my heart skipped a beat. If not multiple beats.
That was it. She left.
I don’t know for how long I continued to pace around, but I was brought out of the little bobble I was in when my phone suddenly rang.
I instantly recognized the number.
“Ally?” I half yelled through the phone. “Thank god!”
“Dylan?” my mom’s voice spoke.
“M-mom?” I asked in disbelief.
I felt slightly disappointed when I didn’t hear Ally’s voice and that made me feel bad. Of course, I was happy that my mom was free, but the emptiness that suddenly appeared in my chest was almost unbearable.
It was silent for a few seconds before I decided to ask what I already knew.
“She went with him, didn’t she?” I barely whispered.
“Yes, she did,” she said with a strained vo
