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"The code is your birthday, Scarlett. Zero-nine-one-six. He uses it because he thinks it is funny to keep his secrets behind your name." I felt a chill go down my back. "Who are you? Are you in the house right now?" "I am closer than you think," the voice said. "Do the job, and the video disappears. Don't do it, and tomorrow you will be the most hated girl in America. Goodbye, Scarlett." The phone went click. It was over. I sat down on the toilet seat and put my head in my hands. My phone buzzed. It was a text message from the same number. It was a picture of me and Roman from five minutes ago. We were coming out of the library. My hair was messy.

My face remained composed as I answered coolly, "I don't hate you. The law will teach you how to live as a better man." His expression froze, stiff as if glued in place. "I truly know I was wrong. Please, help me. I don't want to go to prison." So that was why he had called me. My disappointment ran deep. He still hadn't learned. I asked anyway, curious. "And how exactly do you want me to help you?" He leaned forward, voice dropping to a furtive whisper, as though terrified of being overheard. "I know you have influence. If you use your connections to forge evidence for me, I can walk free."

"Sure, thanks. Clearing his head, Alexander glances at the small picture frame he has on his desk, he and Samantha hugging and smiling at the camera. Alexander poises his eyes over Samantha's face and can't look away from her unerring gaze. He thinks back to last night, Samanath watching him in the dark. Alexander gulps, reaching for his phone. The call rings once, twice and more until dying. He hangs up and supports his forehead on his hand. Samantha must've gone to the bathroom or for a coffee break, it's nothing major. Two minutes later he finds he can't focus on his work. He grabs the phone and tries again. This time, on the fourth ring, he gets an answer. "Hello?" answers a female voice

Why? His phone, face-down on the table, vibrated with a harsh buzz. UNKNOWN CALLER. He snatched it up, his throat tight. "Hello?" A voice, older, accented, and urgent, whispered through the line. "The date. The time. Remember. Something you had worked on." Click. The call died, lasting only three seconds. Ian’s hands were trembling. He fumbled with his own phone, opening the camera. He snapped a clear picture of the paper, making sure the code was sharp. Then, acting on pure instinct, he strode to the fireplace.

What if I was bothering him? “Ivy,” Maria said softly. “Call him.” I looked at her. “He said you could, didn’t he?” I nodded slowly. “Then call.” My fingers tightened around the card. Slowly… carefully… I pulled it out. The name stared back at me. Zayn Kane. Even his name felt… powerful. I took a shaky breath and reached for my phone. My hands trembled as I dialed the number. Each ring felt louder than the last. Once… My heart pounded. Twice… I almost hung up. Three… The call connected. And then, his calm deep voice came up. “Hello….”

While she had been focused on her movie, she was his own movie. “Zendaya,” he called so he could get her to wake up and go to her room, but she didn't respond, and he shook his head at this. He didn't have the urge to disconnect the call, but he felt like a creep just watching her. After a brief back and forth with himself, he disconnected the call and placed his phone aside. ‘You will be mine, very soon, Zendaya Valencia,’ he muttered to himself.

The next day, a colleague handed me two movie tickets. I was told that a new movie was released recently and that it was worth watching. “You and Camelia should go. It’s a sweet romance, perfect for you two!” The colleague winked at me, then turned back to their work. I thanked them and hesitated for a moment before deciding to call Camelia. The phone rang for a long time before the call was connected. “Waylon, what’s the matter?” Camelia’s gentle voice came through.

When the food was done I marched back to the couch and began scrolling through the channels until I came across a romance movie. I was almost halfway through the movie when my phone rang. Without checking who it was I picked up. "Babe!!!!!" an excited shrilling voice came in immediately. "Diane?" I asked when I had looked at the caller's ID and saw an international number. "Yeah, it's me." she replied and I could hear the happiness in her tone. "Wow, it's truly you," I said sitting up. "Why haven't you called me since you got there? Or you forgot about me immediately ?"

"I won't." I walk out after requesting lasagna with mashed potatoes and baked chicken for dinner. Making my way out onto the porch, my phone starts ringing, startling me in the process. The caller ID shows Dave calling, one of Malias' friends. "Taylor here," I answered, picking up. "Where are you, chicka?"

Then he calls right away again. I caved in, "Hey. Aren't you letting the woman get some rest?" "Hey... I'm sorry." "It's two in the morning here in New York Gage. Why did you call?" I rub my eye. "I know. But I just want you to do one thing for me. Please?" I groan. "What is it?" "Could you...." He trails off. "Gage cmon say it. I need to get something to eat. I'm starving."