Eileen’s POV
The call ended.
Just like that.Cold.Final.
I stared at my phone for a long moment, the dim light from the screen reflecting in my eyes.
No anger.No panic.
Just… stillness.
Then slowly—My grip tightened.
“…Fine.”
If he didn’t want to listen—Then I wouldn’t explain.Not tonight.
An hour later, a black car pulled up in front of the...