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CHAPTER SEVEN: A CALL I DIDN'T EXPECT

Author: Batroy Ink
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-08-09 23:21:20
A CALL I DIDN'T EXPECT

The sun had already disappeared behind the houses by the time Dylan left the Hayes mansion.

Cradling their unfinished project carefully against his chest, he marched toward his house while trying to untangle the edges from his clothes. The entire thing had actually turned out better than he'd expected.

A layered fabric sculpture sat at the center, and from one side, the folded pieces formed the outline of a bird. From another, it became a tree. When turned slightly ag
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