Let me be yours
In a state of nervousness, she dialled his number. Putting the phone close to her ear, she waited for the bell to reach him. The bell was constantly ringing and he was not picking up, she was becoming more and more disappointed with every passing second.
"Hello?" He spoke as he received the call after a moment.
"Smith!" She called out his name with a gasp.
"Is everything alright?" He asked on the other side, disturbed by the tone.
"No I'm not alright! I don't know what's happening to me! Please come to me as soon as possible, I need you! I think I'll die, please save me" she cried and told him through her miserable voice.
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