C89 Guilt Trip

Fenella’s POV

The ringing of the phone has now ceased. Only silence remains, weighing heavily on my chest. Alan sent me a short message. Just a few words, but it swiftly made my guilt surge.

"What did he say?" Laird asked softly.

"He wants me to pick up the phone," I answered honestly, showing Alan's message to Laird.

Laird glanced at the message briefly