I didn’t panic. Not at first.Jordan had said he had meetings lined up, that this week was going to be very busy for him. He'd said it to prepare my mind for days like this. Moreover, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for a whole morning to pass without a call. I wasn’t that clingy, at least I didn’t think I was. We had our lives, our jobs, and our different rhythms.But then the afternoon rolled by, and evening came, and my messages remained unread. It was at that point that I started to panic. I wsd6 refreshing his chat thread like it owed me answers. Still nothing.I'd called him at least six times today, and each time, it had gone to voicemail. He hadn't called back. That was unlike him. Jordan always called back. Especially when it was me.Still, I tried to keep it together. There were logical explanations. There was a chance that his phone had probably died. Or maybe he was just buried in work and would call the moment he came up for air. That was his way, after all. He was focused
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