❦ Rosalind ❦ I was sinking into sleep, my head heavy, when the penthouse phone shattered the silence. The blare tore through the quiet, and I shot upright, my heart hammering against my ribs. For a split second, I thought they’d found me again. My hand slipped beneath the pillow, grabbing the small pistol I kept there.But it was only the phone.Still, my body shook as if the danger was real. The ringing cut off, leaving me stranded in the silence, trying to decided whether I had the strength to move to pick it up. I almost laid back down, when it blared again, shrill and loud. I groaned under my breath, dragging myself up, the pistol still in my hand.I picked it up but didn’t speak.Then, his voice. “Hello. Rosa.”My knees nearly gave out. My throat burned. The tears came suddenly because all I could think of was calling him and calling him and hearing nothing. Needing him, and being met with silence.I nearly slammed the phone down. But then he spoke, his tone rushed and raw
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