Chapter Sixty-Eight – I’m sorry.
The phone rang again for the fourth time, Stephanie was coming out from the bathroom and heard it still ringing.
Nathan was so stubborn, she grabbed the phone and placed it on her ears. “What?”
“Four is really a lucky number. Stephanie, will be you mad at me forever? C’mon, I’ve said I’m sorry already. Won’t you wish me luck in war?”
Stephanie scoffed. “Are you fighting in war?” She really wanted to know. Was he fighting as a human or as whatever creature he was?
“Well, nevertheless, you should wish me luck, no matter how angry you are. That’s what a friend, should do. Or girlfriend.”
She rolled her eyes.
“So, again, I’m sorry. I’d make it up to you. For now, enjoy your holiday. Okay?”
She gave no response.
“Your friend, Jarma, just kidnapped someone, we are looking for him now.” Nathan informed.
Stephanie placed the phone on her other ear. “Jarma what? Kidnap? Oh my, I thought… I didn’t know he was like that.”
