Nova didn’t relent in asking Cassidy to pick the call; it was more like he wanted to know who was calling Mira repeatedly. And Cassidy refused to pick the call that wasn’t hers. Nova became frustrated, his eyes darting nervously as Mira’s phone continued to ring. The sound echoed in the quiet hospital room, adding to the anxiety in the air. Cassidy sat on the chair well, more like adjusting herself.
"Check who's calling," Nova insisted for what felt like the hundredth time, his voice sharp with frustration.
But Cassidy’s face was taut with discomfort, she shook her head. “I can’t,” she murmured. “It doesn’t feel right. You may feel fine with it but not me... it just doesn’t sit well with me.”
Nova’s impatience finally boiled over. He grabbed the bag from Cassidy’s lap and fished out Mi
