I pressed the call button again; my fingers were trembling against the phone screen. As I listened to the dial tone, my heart was slamming against my ribs.
But there was still no answer.
I swallowed hard and I tried calling again.
But there was still no reply.
By the fourth attempt, my phone vibrated with a message. I quickly looked at the screen.
"Call by 9 PM."
No. That was too long. My stomach twisted; I couldn't wait for that long . Not when that video still existed. My breath was coming out as shallow gasps as I dialed again. I am more desperate this time.
But this time, the phone didn't even ring.
"The number you are trying to reach is currently switched off." That was the reply I got.
I felt like the ground had just disappeared beneath me. I tightened my fingers around the
