The last message was from three years ago. I couldn't help but remember that after Ella came back, we never talked again.
Levi typed for a long time, then closed his phone without sending a message.
He instead called my best friend, "Is Isla with you? Tell her to come home when she's done making a fuss."
His tone carried a hint of impatience.
Hearing Levi's tone, my best friend snapped back, "I was going to ask you. I haven't been able to find Isla for three days!"
"Three days?" Levi's pupils dilated slightly, and he hung up the phone.
He reopened my contact and called directly.
He was met with the same cold busy signal.
At this moment, Ella walked over, "Levi, let's go eat. We've been busy for so long, I'm hungry."
Her voice was gentle and sweet, but Levi shook his head, "I still have things to do. Next time, okay?"
I floated in the air, watching him speak so gently, feeling a pang of bitterness.
I followed Levi home.
Levi suddenly started searching around the house. I didn't know what he was looking for.
Suddenly, he found many medications in my bedside cabinet.
Back then, to keep him from worrying, I lied and said they were vitamins!