Chloe’s POV

Four hours I want able to reach any one. Pain doesn’t always scream.

Sometimes it sits quietly in your chest, heavy and suffocating, refusing to let you breathe.

I knew something was wrong long before the phone rang.

Every call I made went unanswered. Jake. Tyler. The servant. Even Zoe’s phone, I meant my phone she was holding, the one we switched, it was dead silent. At first, I told myself it was normal. That things were just… delayed. That negotiations take ...