“Where are you?”
Elias’s voice came from the other end immediately.
Cold.
Tense.
“I told you I’d get there soon. Why didn’t you wait for me at the party?”
Amara took a shaky breath.
“Have you reached?” she asked softly.
“Yes, I have,” Elias answered impatiently. “Where are you?”
Amara’s fingers tightened around the phone.
“Did you go to the party alone?” she asked quietly.
“Yes.”
The answer came instantly.
Without hesitation.
Amara’s eyes slowly closed.
Her heart broke all over again.
The lie came so easily to him.
So naturally.
As if he didn’t even care whether she believed him or not.
She had seen Bianca beside him herself. But he lied to her so easily.
Amara suddenly felt exhausted.
Completely exhausted.
Without answering him, she hung up the call.
The line went silent.
She stared blankly at the screen for several seconds afterward.
But he didn’t call back.
Amara lowered her head slowly.
Tears filled her eyes again before slipping silently down her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away with trembling fingers, but more tears kept falling no matter how hard she tried to stop them.
Finally, she took a shaky breath and scrolled through her contacts until she found Juliet, her best friend’s number.
Then she pressed call.
Juliet answered almost immediately.
