I watched the phone anxiously, waiting for him to pick up the call. The thought that he might ignore it like he's been doing almost brought me to tears. My grip on the phone was shaky. I was muttering a heartfelt prayer to the moon goddess.

“Hello,” his voice wafted through the speaker.

I held the phone tighter, grinning ear to ear, amidst the tears stained on my face. “Trent…”

“If you keep bugging my phone with your calls, you leave me no choice but to smash it to pieces. That ...