"William... you're not coming again today?"

Evelyn’s voice was soft over the phone, nearly trembling.

On the other end, William was silent for a moment. His voice sounded tired.

“Sorry. There were a lot of sudden meetings.”

“It’s been three days,” Evelyn whispered. “You haven’t answered my calls, haven’t replied to my messages…”

“Sorry,” William repeated, this time colder. “I have to get back to work.”

Click.

The call ended abruptly.

Evelyn stared at her phone screen for a long while before finally placing it on the table. Her hand curled into a fist—not out of anger, but out of disappointment.

She knew something had changed. She could feel it...