Alyona

The sharp vibration of my phone sliced through the silence of my room. My heart skipped when I saw the name flashing across the screen: Greg. My stomach twisted into knots. Why was he calling now? After everything, I didn’t want to hear from him, not ever. But curiosity and something darker pulled me to answer.

“Hello?”

There was a pause, then Greg’s voice came through, rough and mocking. “Hey, Alyona. I thought you should know the truth. You deserve to know the whole ...