Boma sat nervously, her fingers trembling as she stared at her phone. As the screen continued to display Donovan's incoming call, she hesitated, her heart pounding with fear.
She didn't want him to know where she was, fearing his reaction. With each passing second, the weight of her decision grew heavier, torn between answering and risking his anger or ignoring it and facing the consequences later.
Maybe there won't be a later, she thought. She was gone from him and gone for good. That was her hope. Yet, she was petrified.
"Why aren't you answering?" Fidelis asked.
"It's Donovan. He is supposed to pick me up today for school."
"Hmm. Well, you can't take the call."
"I know, but I'm scared. He doesn't like missed calls."
"Is your location on?"
"I turned it off this morning."
"That
