The night slipped away with the couple falling asleep in each other's embrace, warmth wrapped around warmth, the world reduced to slow breaths and steady heartbeats.
It was the incessant ringing of her phone that shattered the peace.
Anna groaned, her face burrowing deeper into Daniel's chest as if hiding would make the sound stop. It didn't. The phone kept ringing—persistent, unforgiving, borderline criminal.
"Damn it," she muttered, voice thick with sleep.
Daniel stirred beneath her, eyes fluttering open just as she reached out blindly, fingers closing around her phone. He watched through half-lidded eyes as she squinted at the glowing screen, irritation etched across her face.
She answered without even glancing at the caller ID.
"Whoever you are," Anna said hoarsely, voice dripping with murderous intent, "I am going to haunt you for the rest of your life."
Daniel: "…"
He went still, clearly intrigued.
Caller: "…"
Anna waited a second, already preparing to hang up.
