I narrowed my eyes and stared at the number and name on the screen in front of me for seconds.
Just like I had been doing for minutes.
I wasn't sure if it was the right time or not.
Would it be okay if I called now or would he be angry with me for waiting so long?
Is he... okay?
I took a deep breath, looked at the number one last time, then braced myself and pressed the call button.
Every 'beep' the call made added to my nervousness, but... eventually... the call was answered.
"Yes, Clara?"
The first thing I noticed when I heard his voice was... how soulless it sounded. The gentle, caring tone he had always had for me was completely gone.
I swallowed, trying hard not to sound hoarse, and continued.
"Are you... available? Can I talk to you for a moment?"
He was silent for a short while, then I heard him sigh slightly, and then...
"Sure, we can."
I opened my mouth, I was about to speak, but...
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