Beauty stood at the same spot after Bruno drove away.

Her hands were trembling, and tears streamed down her face, staining the fabric of her shirt.

His words echoed in her head, making her feel more pathetic and shattered.

How had everything gone so wrong?

Suddenly, her phone rang, she ignored it, and it kept ringing repeatedly.

She wiped her tears and glanced at the screen, noticing it was an unknown number.

She wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone let alone an unknown calling, but then she decided to answer anyway.

With a shaky hand, she wiped her eyes and hesitantly picked up the call.

"Hello?" she whispered...