The next morning, Adam woke up and followed his usual routine. Around 5 p.m, he picked up his phone and searched through his contact lists for someone's number. He stopped scrolling when his eyes fell on the name he was looking for. He hesitated for a bit before hitting the call button on the screen.
The screen flashed showing the outgoing call. After three rings, the call was picked up.
"Hello." From the other end came an angelic voice, his favorite one these days.
"Hey." Adam replied.
"Who's this speaking?" Stella asked in confusion, not recognizing the voice.
"Who picks up calls without seeing who exactly is calling them?" Adam scoffed in response. 'How could she not recognize my voice?' He was a bit annoyed.
"What does it have to do with you Mister? Who is this speaking?" She retorted.
