Lumi’s POV
“Lumi?”
Clover’s voice comes through fast. Like she’s been waiting for me to pick up.
“I’m here,” I say.
A pause, then she exhales. Clearly relieved. .
“Are you okay?” she asks.
I glance up.
Briggs is across the room, leaning against the counter, watching me like he hasn’t stopped since that call came in.
“I’m fine,” I say, it sounds steady, almost convincing.
“Are you sure?” Clover presses. “Because the way you sounded—”
“I said I’m fine,” I repeat, softer this time.
I don’t want to lie to her. But I also don’t want to explain something I don’t fully understand yet.
A small silence settles on the line.
“Are you okay?” I ask instead.
She huffs lightly.
“Me? I’m not the one getting creepy anonymous calls,” she says. “I’m perfectly fine.”
“Clover.”
“Okay, okay,” s
