Third Person’s POV

When Eunice left Austin's office, she immediately took out her phone from her bag and quickly headed to the comfort room. Her fingers trembled as she dialed her mother's number.

"Mom, please... pick up," she whispered, her voice almost hoarse and trembling with anxiety. Tears welled up in her eyes as she felt the weight of the secret she was hiding. She called several more times, but the line remained silent. No answer.

She clung to the sink and bowed her head, trying to ...