**SAMANTHA'S POINT OF VIEW**

“Where did you leave your phone? I’ve been trying to reach you for what feels like ages!” I exclaimed, my voice tinged with exasperation as I flopped down onto the bed, letting out an audible huff. The plush comforter crinkled beneath me, but my mind was too tangled in frustration to appreciate the coziness of my surroundings.

“I’m really sorry, baby,” he replied, his tone laced with a hint of regret.

“I just... I got caught up with something important. Please, don’t be upset with me.” I could almost hear the tension in his voice even from across the phone line, and that only made my...