Ava's eyes fixed on the phone screen, her frustration growing with each unanswered call. She had tried reaching Amelia six times, and still, nothing. She slammed the phone onto the couch cushion, her anger simmering just below the surface.

Just then, the door opened, and Luke walked in, his eyes tired from a long day at work. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, noticing Ava's tense expression.

Ava's voice was laced with irritation. "Amelia. She's ignoring me. I've called her six times, ...