She glanced toward the ballroom entrance.
She couldn't answer the call here. The music was too loud, and the corridor was crowded with guests moving in and out, discussing unnecessary things.
She turned on her heels, she hurried through another exit that led outside the venue towards the road.
The night air was cool, but it did nothing to calm the uneasiness growing inside her.
She walked farther until the music became nothing more than a dull echo.
Only then did she answer.
"Rinna?"
The screen lit up.
Rinna's face appeared.
Her eyes were swollen, her mascara had run down her cheeks.
She looked as though she had been crying for hours.
Ruth's heart clenched.
"Rinna... are you okay?"
Rinna didn't answer.
She simply stared at Ruth for several long seconds.
Then, without a word,
