Ryley narrowed his eyes as he hit send, his heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and defiance.
Now, all he had to do was think of a way to slip past whoever was about to come through that door—if they really had the guts to show up.
His fingers tightened around the phone, but before he could dwell on the thought for long, a soft chime echoed through the quiet room.
A reply.
[Sure, kitten <3 Just stay away from the door. I'll get you out right away.]
Ryley scoffed at the audacity, rolling his eyes at the pet name. As if he'd just obediently follow orders from a faceless stranger.
Instead, he stepped closer to the intercom, gaze locked onto the screen. If someone was coming, he wanted to see exactly who they were.
Minutes dragged by, yet no one came to his door.
Ryley exhaled sharply, fingers hovering over his phone, ready to type again—when suddenly, a wave of dizziness crashed over him.
