Lina's POV
The call connected. I heard it click through.
But there was no voice. No greeting. Just... silence.
Then—faint, distant—the sound of harsh breathing. Like someone running.
My heart lurched. "Adrian?"
Nothing. Just that ragged breathing getting faster, more labored.
What was happening? Was he okay? Was he hurt?
"Adrian, please," I whispered into the phone. "Say something. Anything."
The breathing stopped abruptly. Then I heard movement, rustling, and—
The line went dead.
I stared at the screen, my hand trembling. The call had lasted less than thirty seconds.
I tried to call back immediately. It rang once. Twice.
Then: *The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.*
He'd turned it off. Or someone had turned it off for him.
My ches
