'Please pick, please pick.' Clara prayed as the phone started ringing and miraculously, he instantly picked up from the other end.
Her heart thumped rapidly and she quickly sat down on the bed and bit her lips. " Carl?" she uttered softly after hearing silence from the other end. After some seconds, she looked down and sighed then continued knowing that he was listening to her.
" Carl, . . .I want you to believe me, nothing had happened between us that night. and those hospital records were faked... I believe someone was behind it. please I want you to sort things out. until then. . ., L..let's breakup." she muttered softly while wiping the tears that had already stained her face then patiently listened to his soft breathing.