Celia sat down at her desk, inhaling slowly through her nose. She needed answers, and there was only one person who could give them to her.
Her fingers moved swiftly, pulling up her contact list, scrolling down to his name.
Damien Elford.
She tapped the call button, bringing the phone to her ear, her posture still composed but her irritation simmering beneath the surface.
The line rang once.
Then twice.
Then—
A sharp, unfamiliar beep.
She pulled the phone away, frowning. What?
She tried again.
Beep.
"The number you are trying to reach is unavailable."
A cold, creeping realization slid through her veins like ice.
No.
No, that wasn't right.
She moved to her messages, opening their previous conversations—only to find nothing. A blank screen.
No chat history. No last-seen status.
Nothing.
Like she had never existed in his contact list at all.
Her chest tightened as she quickly moved to check his profile on Stargram.
And then—
