What's taking them so long? It's already been 2 hours since they left here.

Henry was pacing as he was looking for his phone to ring or light up, but there was no hope.

His phone was lighting up because of a random notification and it was making him pissed.

Henry sat on the sofa with trembling knees and even biting the nail of his thumb.

He looked at the clock and was getting impatient.

"Should I call or not?"

That was the sentence that repeated through Henry's mind so countless times that for him it looked like a ritual.

The room was silent. That's how he was feeling all...