Chapter Fourteen
I stayed frozen on the bed, eyes locked on the ceiling. The warmth of moments ago was gone, slipping away like smoke. The click of the door closing echoed through the room, leaving a hollow emptiness pressing against my skin. He was gone. And the space around me had suddenly grown too large, too lonely.
The tension between us had vanished, replaced by something heavier, quiet, ominous. The heat that had clung to us, now drained to cold.
Then—sharp and intrusive—the shrill ring of his phone sliced through the stillness. My heart leapt. I sat up slowly, straining to hear. His voice followed, low and controlled, but carrying an edge that twisted my stomach. Something had changed.
“Yeah?” The single word was calm, deliberate. But underneath, there was urgency, danger.
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