NELINA

I woke up when my phone rang; I rubbed my eyes but refused to open them. I held up my hands, memorizing the way to the side table, and snatched my phone, answering it without looking at the screen.

"Marie? Too early," I yawned, listening to the other line. But instead of a woman's beautiful voice, I heard a man's well-modulated voice.

"Royce?" I quickly pulled myself up and sat on my bed, like I was in shock, and then put the call on a loudspeaker mood.

"Why are you calling?"

"Good morning, baby. I just like to check how your morning was; I'm sorry to disturb you. Hmm...it...