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Chapter 10 – Echoes and Whispers

Penulis: Florence Su
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The weekend stretched before me, a long, agonizing expanse of time that twisted into a suffocating silence.

Still, there was no sign of Anderson.

Margie's well-intentioned advice now felt hollow, an empty echo in the cavern of my despair. My fingers, trembling slightly, hovered over my phone, constantly refreshing the screen, but his name never appeared. I sent message after message, each one a desperate plea, only to be met by a cold, digital rejection.

Friday, 8:15 PM: ‘Hey, you okay? Haven't heard from you since...everything. Just checking in. Call me when you get this.’

Message not delivered.

Friday, 10:30 PM: ‘Anderson, is something wrong? Please, just let me know you're alright. I'm getting worried. My calls aren't going through either.’

Message not delivered.

Saturday, 7:00 AM: ‘Did I do something? Are you mad at me? Just tell me, please. This silence is killing me.’

Message not delivered.

Saturday, 2:45 PM: ‘I we
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