Chloe’s POV

Lucia wasn’t answering.

I stood in the quiet corner of the hospital corridor, phone pressed to my ear, listening to the same empty ringing again and again.

“Pick up… please,” I whispered.

Nothing.

The call disconnected.

I tried again.

Still nothing.

I closed my eyes, praying the tears not to fall. Lucia wasn’t just a friend to Zoe, she was her Lover. She was the one person who had always been there for Zoe when I was too busy building my own life ...