Amelia took out an umbrella from behind the wardrobe and handed it to him, "Although it's already wet, you shouldn't get any wetter."
He took the umbrella, said, "Thank you," and then turned and disappeared down the hallway.
As the heavy rain ruthlessly pounded against the glass, Amelia sat on the single bed in her dormitory for over an hour before putting on her clothes and going downstairs to the guardroom, where she borrowed a phone from the dormitory supervisor to dial Daniel Cooper's number.
The call was quickly answered, and his voice was hoarse, "Hello?"
Amelia's nose soured upon hearing that voice. "Husband, it's me."
At that moment, the sky was completely dark, accompanied by the sound of pouring rain, and the man's voice was filled with anger, like rolling thunder. "Where the hell did you go? Whose phone is this? Where are you now?"
