"This is Xavier talking, my love." My blood ran cold. How did he get my number? What did he want from me now? Panic rose in my chest as I reread the message. He was reaching out to me, even though I was doing everything to avoid him.
What did he expect? For me to run to him? My phone chimed again. "Evelyn, reply to me." Anger surged through me. How dare he boss me around through a message? I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of a response. He could go to hell for all I cared. I threw my phone on the bedside table, trying to calm my racing heart.
I turned off the light and lay down, hoping to fall asleep. But before I could close my eyes, my phone chimed again.
Reluctantly, I grabbed it. "Fine. If you want to play like that, so be my guest. I'll see how long you can ignore me. J
