“Adrian… please, I feel so sick,” Leviana’s voice trembled over the phone, tinged with forced panic.

Adrian, who had just calmed himself after seeing Deviana with Arga, immediately tensed. “Leviana? What’s happening? Are you at the hospital?”

“I… I don’t know,” Leviana replied, holding back tears that were obvious in her voice. “My stomach… it hurts so much. I… I’m scared.”

Adrian jumped to his feet, phone still pressed to his ear. “Where are you right now? I’m coming immediately.” His voice cracked, panic taking over.

Leviana took a deep breath, a small satisfied smile audible in her tone. “I’m… at my apartment. I’m alone. Please come, Adrian… I can’t...