Chapter 36: Something's Off
Mason's POV – ~
The call went to voicemail again.
I stared at my phone, jaw tightening as I listened to her soft, chirpy voice from the recording—so damn cheerful, so Anna. But it didn't feel like her anymore. Not lately.
It wasn't just the missed calls or the vague texts. It was something else. Something I couldn't name.
We used to talk every night, even if just for five minutes. Lately, it felt like I was always the one calling, and she was always just a little too busy to pick up.
I tossed the phone onto the couch and stood up, pacing the room like I could burn the feeling out of my chest.
Maybe I was overthinking it. Maybe she really was just tired—work, family, the holidays. She'd told me how overwhelming it was to be back in her hometown after so long. She never liked talking about her past, not really. There was always something she skipped over.
Especially when it came to him.
Kelvin
The name left a bitter taste in my mouth. I didn't know him. Not really. But I didn't have to. Anna's voice always changed when she talked about him—tight, short, hesitant. Like saying too much would bring something back to life.
I wasn't an idiot. I could put two and two together.
He wasn't just a friend from her past. He was the past. The one she never explained.
And now she was working at the same company as him. He was her boss—her freaking boss. How convenient was that?
I sat down again, running my hand through my hair. Maybe I should've asked more questions when she got the offer. Maybe I should've pressed when I saw that flicker of panic in her eyes after she told me who'd be supervising her.
But I didn't want to be that guy.
I wanted to trust her. I still wanted to trust her.
But trust felt stupid when she hadn't called me back all weekend.
Not even a text.
I grabbed the phone again and opened our last thread.
Me: Miss you. Call me when you can?
Sent yesterday. Still no reply.
I started typing, deleted it, then typed again.
Me: Is everything okay? I'm starting to worry.
I hit send and stared at it for a long time.
Something was off. Something had changed.
And if she didn't want to tell me what it was...
Then maybe I already knew.