After what seemed like a long while, Ford, unable to contain his impatience any longer, hurriedly checked his phone. His heart pounded as he unlocked the screen, only to realize that she hadn't even read or seen the message. A deep sigh escaped his lips.
"So, what did she say?" Kelvin asked eagerly, his curiosity evident in his wide eyes. He was anxious to know Sia's reply.
"She hasn't even seen the message or read it," Ford complained, his frustration growing.
Without thinking twice, he dialed her number. He watched as the phone rang, each second stretching painfully. Had she already reached his house? Was he too late? His mind raced with the worst possibilities. He couldn't shake the gnawing fear of what could unfold if Sia and Elena were to meet.
Sia was a wild, unpredictable force—impossible to control. She was spoiled, reckless, and lived by her own rules, never caring about the consequences of her actions or who got hurt in the process.
