"Have you tried calling her?"
Bloody Hell!
I'm so stupid. I should've called Emma on my box ages ago.
I quickly thumble my fingers across the box, tapping Emma's number.
"ITS DIALING."
Back in the woods:
Emma:
I hear something vibrating in my pocket.
With my hand shaking vigorously, I pick up my phone.
Killian
Last call 1 minute ago.
20 missed calls.
Do I answer? Should I pick up the phone?
If I do.
Will he know where I am?
Will he come get me?
Will he rescue me?
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