Alexander’s POV

I was shaking like a leaf with my phone in my hand, worried.

"Do it!" Ghost mused. "You have nothing to lose!"

"It's-"

"No, it is!" Ghost cut me off. "Just phone the girl!"

My heart was racing a thousand miles per hour, making me sweat under my collar—this felt worse than asking Emily to dance!

"Should I take charge?" Ghost suggested.

"N-no-no!" I muttered, trying to push my nerves aside.

I took a long and deep breath, closing my eyes and forcing my racing heart to calm.

"Feeling better?" Ghost asked, concerned.

"Sure," I said, looking at the phone in my hand.

I quickly dialed Mila's number,...