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The Call In The Dark

Author: Arbita
last update publish date: 2026-05-25 16:05:34

Doris froze the moment Delvis turned toward her.

For a second, neither of them spoke. The phone remained in Delvis’ hand while the cold night air moved quietly through the garden. Doris tightened her grip around her own phone because honestly, she already felt like she had heard something she was never supposed to hear.

Delvis looked at her calmly before speaking.

“How long have you been standing there?”

Doris swallowed lightly.

“I just got here,” she answered quickly. “I only heard my name and
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