Riley's footsteps echoed as he paced back and forth around the dimly lit room, his brows furrowed with concern.
For the past couple of hours, he had been frantically dialing Teddy's number, hoping for a response. It has been six agonizing hours since their last conversation, during which Teddy had assured him he was on his way to the mansion.
Amidst the growing silence of the night and failure to reach Teddy, Riley's worry began to gnaw at him.
He raised the phone to his ear, the weight of finality hanging heavy in the air.
With a mixture of resignation and tenuous hope, he dialed the familiar number, knowing deep down that the outcome would likely be unchanged.
His heart pounded against his chest, the rapid thumping echoing in his ears as fear seized him.
His entire body trembled as he whispered, "I can't let anything happen to you,"
