Haunting question

Isobella's POV

Determined to get him to say something meaningful, I was about to probe further when his phone began to buzz in his hand, sending my words back into my throat. 

"Excuse me." He said and with his phone in his ear, he left my room, closing the door gently. 

"Now there is no way I can convince Braddy my father sold me to him. He will think I left him on purpose." I groaned, pulling my legs to my face. 

Mentally drained, I decided to get some sleep but the moment my eyes landed on my phone which was lying close to me, I reached out for it then dialed Jhena's phone. 

"I hope she isn't asleep, it's late already." I mumbled, casting a quick glance at the wall clock hanging above my bed. 

"Of course it's late but I'm not asleep yet. I was even about to call you before your call came in." Jhena replied. Her response made my hear