Angelina's phone rang, breaking him from his thoughts. He put down the used towel and went to the phone at the bedside. He took it and saw Angelina's father's name flashing on the screen and his heart nearly removed from his ribcage.

His heart beating furiously in fear... No, it was pounding. What will I say, he thought, gnawing on his lower lip and nearly bit his fingers off while running his hands through his hair, frustratedly and nervously.

What would he say?... Sir, I made ...