MEANWHILE.
Samantha was sleeping peacefully when her phone started ringing making her frown. She opened her eyes and grabbed her phone.
She frowned deeply at the unknown number but still, answered the call just to hear someone laughing out loud on the other side of the call.
Her breath hitched as she realised whose this laughter is. She can even say whose this laughter is even in her sleep. She knows this laugh so well. Because, It's the laugh that used to scare the shit out of her whenever she remembers him. She still, remember the way he used to laugh seeing her in tears. The visual is even clear to her eyes every single time she remembers him and his laughter. The way, he used to laugh with the pain he used to give her and she is the one that used to endure the pain that he gives her without caring if she is doing well or not.