EvelynI lay motionless on the bed, my eyes fixed on the large window across the room.The curtains were partially drawn, allowing thin streams of afternoon sunlight to filter into the bedroom.The buzzing sound from my phone vibrated repeatedly from the lampstand beside the bed, but I didn't move or even glance at it.I simply continued staring at the window, feeling hollow.Adrian hadn't come home yesterday… again.At first, I had convinced myself he was busy, and probably angry or hurt. I had called countless times, sent messages, voicemails, everything.Yet every call went unanswered. Every message remained unread. Until finally, after persistent attempts, he finally picked up… or rather, Doris did."Mr. Adrian is very busy at the moment," she had said smoothly. "He won't be able to answer your calls."At the time, I had been too stunned to respond. Too stunned to ask why she was answering his phone, and ask when exactly she had become the person screening his calls.After that, I
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