C37 Behind The Stage

Fenella’s POV

I sat on the club sofa in the VIP room. My hands still clutched my phone, constantly checking the messaging app on the screen. I repeatedly called Laird and sent him messages, but he didn't reply to any of them.

‘Have you gone home?’

‘Did you leave me?’

‘Let's talk first.’

‘Why aren't you answering my calls?’

My head lay on the table. Jessy sat beside me with Mike