I quickly called the security team, requesting their assistance with the disruptive outsiders at the gate.
Mason had never encountered such an inconvenience and was grumbling all the way outside.
As the world beyond my door fell silent, my phone buzzed to life once more.
Mason sent a voice message that lasted sixty seconds, filled with expletives.
I dismissed it with a shrug. I could assume he was venting his frustrations about Zoe's mother. After all, her parents were hardly saints.
I swiftly blocked all of Mason's accounts and promptly listed the gift he had given me on the online marketplace.
*****
Samuel's audio could never replace his presence in person. The brief relief it provided was barely noticeable. Most of the time, I was left to endure the pain on my own.
It was Samuel
