It was a landline number.

Richard frowned and replied, "Who is this?"

I initially thought it was a business call, but soon I noticed Richard's expression shift to one of helplessness. "Alright, you're an adult; can't you stop crying? I'm coming up now." When he paused and turned to face me, I had no time to conceal the mockery and anticipation etched on my face.

He released my hand. "Wait here for a few minutes. I promise I'll be back."

"Sure," I replied, retracting ...