Jackson was in the shower when he heard Fil's squeal. He quickly grabbed the bathrobe, wrapping it around him while running out of the bathroom.
When he came out, he saw Fil on the floor. Her face filled with horror, prompting him to rush to her.
"Fil!" he squatted to her side, seeing her pale complexion up close. Her entire body was trembling. "What's wrong?"
"That… Jack, there's… Kim…" Fil pointed at her phone three meters from her. Her finger shook, her eyes wide.
Kim?
Jackson furrowed his brows, about to get up and take the phone. But Fil clasped his wrist, looking up at him with conflict.
"It's okay, sweetheart," he reassured. "I'll check it."
Fil reluctantly let him go, watching him pick up the phone.
The phone was facing down, but when Jackson flipped it, he understood what scared her.
"Is it… Kim?" she asked in a shaky voice. "Is it her?"
