"Bullshit! He wouldn't ignore my calls no matter how busy he is! Besides, he promised me he’d take care of himself!"
Celine's voice was thick with panic.
My heart lurched, as if squeezed by an invisible hand, and I held my breath.
She was looking for me!
The next moment, Celine received another call.
The voice of her friend, Theo, came through clearly. "Celine, is Kristian with you? His phone’s been unreachable!"
Celine suppressed her anxiety, pausing for a moment before responding in a calm tone. "He's probably secretly working overtime. You know how obsessed he is with his work."
Theo immediately denied it. "Impossible! Tomorrow is the wedding. He wouldn’t still be working at this hour!"
Celine fell silent for a few seconds before hurriedly pulling out her phone to check the surveillance footage for my whereabouts.
My heart raced, and a tiny spark of hope flickered.
Would she notice something was wrong?
Would she recognize that the person nearly killed by her hands today was me?
"There's no one at home. Looks like I was right. Don't worry, Theo. Kristian is either still working or just taking his time getting home."