StanleyI was so mad, furious, and nervous at the same time. It was already midday, yet Alora’s lines were still off, and all attempts to get Sonia had proved futile. Except the fact remained that clarity was all I needed to stir whatever action would proceed.Alora had never turned off her lines for an entire night and day.Never.I sat there drowning in a mess of conflicting thoughts, three bottles of beer already burning down my guts, for the second time ever.Still, I tried her line again, hesitant, almost scared—and this time, it rang.And just like that, my heart began doing wild, ridiculous somersaults.My breath hitched, uneven, as if my life depended on her answering, and ironically, it did.“Please answer your calls,” I whispered again and again, pacing back and forth while fighting the sting in my eyes. Then, on the third ring, she picked up.She actually picked up…The nervousness, the dread, everything spiked sharply. I should ask where she was, what the heck was happenin
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