He clutched the ring she once wore tightly in his palm, pressing it against his chest. It made him feel closer to her.
'You are the scar over my heart.'
The longing, which grew stronger with each passing day, made him want to see Annabelle Linton again. He desperately wanted to see her, even if just for a moment…
RING—
The phone rang.
After it had rung for some time, Leona Grant finally answered, but he remained silent.
'He knew it wasn't Annabelle Linton. He'd waited a month for her call and had long since given up hope…'
"Hello?" Xylas Shepherd's voice came through the phone. "Leona, are you there?"
Leona Grant leaned against the wall, his gaze downcast, and said nothing.
After a long pause, Xylas asked, his voice uncertain, "Hello? You there?"
"If there's nothing, I'm hanging up."
