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I closed my eyes, about to jump off a building, when an ill-timed phone ringtone blared. On the other end of the phone came a voice that I couldn't be more familiar with. It was my own voice. "Don't jump, Jack Sterling."

I took a huge bite, letting the sugar and salt bury the ache I couldn’t name. As I ate, I heard a phone ringing somewhere. I froze, my breath hitching, heart slamming against my ribs. That ringtone— it was mine. And with every beat, I begged and prayed to god. Let it be him. Please, let it be him. ____ A. Gupta

**Ring Ring Ring** The sound of my mobile phone ringing sounded too loud in the almost silent office. I quickly grabbed it only to find out that it was an international call from a number that I did not recognize at all. My first reaction was to ignore it but when I thought that it could be my sister calling me from an unknown destination, I hesitated a little before moving my finger to answer the call. Little did I know at the time that this phone call would be one that would change my life forever. “Hello?”

I try to throw away my phone when I suddenly hear the phone ringing inside the gents washroom. I go near to hear the sound and the ringtone is exactly like the one Caisey has on her phone. No way! Is she so much drunk that she has no clue about which washroom she should actually be in? I open the door and notice that there is no one in the room. God damn! I call on her phone one more time and check her out in every compartments and yeah, the phone is still ringing in one of the compartment. I get closer to the one and when I open the door, I find her, being sub-conscious over the toilet seat.

And your cry. Your hips raising as you offer yourself to me... The growing shudder... Joy and laughter as you climax... And you cry out my name... ... ... Something jolts me awake. My phone is ringing. What the hell...? My phone is ringing. My phone never rings. No one has this number. No one. I tap into the flashing screen, then listen to the message... ... and go cold at what I hear. Moments later I'm scrambling off the bed and already tapping into the other phone when it flashes to life. It's Dakho.

On the court day. On what would happen. On what could go wrong. Because something always goes wrong. The sound of my phone ringing cut through the silence. Sharp. Unexpected. I glanced at it. Unknown number. I let it ring. Whoever it was could call back. Right now, I wasn’t in the mood for distractions. The ringing stopped. The room returned to silence. I exhaled slowly, trying to refocus. Then it rang again. Same number. I stared at it for a second longer this time.

Because no matter how many outcomes I decide, this one depends on her. The first ring starts. A sharp inhale escapes me. The walls of my room feel too close, the silence too thick. The sound of the ring cuts through it, relentless, each chime hitting something raw and alive inside me. Come on. Second ring. I drag a hand through my hair, my grip tightening around the phone. Every muscle is tense, alert, strung tight like a bow ready to snap. I’m listening for something that isn’t even there yet... her voice.

Chapter 11. A mother's final wish. The ring of Daniela's phone shattered the quiet of her small apartment. She frowned, wiping her hands on a towel as she moved to pick it up. It was an unfamiliar number, and for a moment, She ignored it at first. But her instincts made her pick the call. “ Hello?”

The safe phone rang. Both of them went still. Leah’s heart slammed once against her ribs. The phone was upstairs. In her rooms. A faint sound, but unmistakable in the quiet house. One ring. Then another. Noah. The thought came so quickly it stole her breath. Daniel’s eyes flicked toward the ceiling, then back to Leah. He did not ask. He did not move. The phone rang a third time. Leah stood frozen by the window, every part of her divided.

She grabs the phone from her aunt's hand, feeling a mix of fear and confusion. Hurrying out of the house, Rose clutches the phone tightly, her gaze fixated on it. Her heart pounds in her chest as the phone begins to ring persistently. Each ring sends a jolt of anticipation and anxiety through her. Finally, summoning her courage, she answers the call, her voice trembling, "Hello?"