I frantically dialed back, but no one answered. The texts I sent seemed to disappear into thin air, unanswered.
I was at a loss. Who could I trust now? Could it really be that the person trying to harm me was my boyfriend all along? My mind was spinning with confusion. I couldn't believe it.
If I couldn't trust him, then there was no one in the world I could rely on.
We were high school classmates, and over time, as we got to know each other, our friendship blossomed into love. We both got into the same university, becoming the model couple on campus. Everyone said I had a wonderful boyfriend—thoughtful, gentle, and excelling in his studies.
I believed our relationship would continue like this forever. I was confident in us.
But after graduation, he vanished. No matter how hard I trie
