KESTER.
"Mine? Is everything okay?" The man, who would be dead before the day breaks, asked, with concern lacing his sorry tone, "Mine!"
He yelled into the phone, obviously worried something must have happened to his precious Kasmine, before dropping the call abruptly. I guess his slow brain finally processed what the situation might be right now.
The bastard had the audacity to use that word... the one only I was allowed to use. Mine.
I felt my anger spike. My jaw clenched hard enough to ache as I held the phone, waiting for him to say more so I could confirm who he truly was.
My body trembled, and I didn't even realize it as I stood, looking at her with a blank expression.
I brought the phone to my face and looked at the caller ID, but it wasn't a number that was saved.
Smart of her.
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