SIANNA PRESSED her lower lip hard between her teeth, her eyes locked on the glowing screen of her phone.
Was Eliezer serious?
Was he really going home?
Her fingers moved quickly.
“Are you serious?” she typed, then hit send.
She waited. And waited. Nothing.
Her brows slowly pulled together. “Why aren’t you replying…” she whispered under her breath, trying to call him next.
No signal. No ringing.
“He turned off his WiFi,” she murmured, her chest tightening. “Why would he do that…?”
A restless energy filled her. She couldn’t stay still. What if he really was leaving tomorrow? What if he still had important business here, and because of me… he’d leave it unfinished?
Her throat tightened. “I stressed him out,” she admitted quietly, guilt creeping in. “I shouldn’t have done that…”
Bef
