Zixuan stared at her phone, fingers tightening around it as her eyes lingered on the messages she'd sent Cecilion nearly half an hour ago. Not a single reply. No missed calls. Nothing.
It wasn't like him.
Sure, sometimes he took a while to respond, but that was only when he was out with Paige. But Paige hadn't woken up—Zixuan knew that for a fact. So where the hell was he?
She had already called him three times. Straight to voicemail. Each call had only increased the tight knot forming in her chest. Something felt off. Deeply off.
In a panic, she had messaged Harith, Daniela, and Mateo. Still no replies. That silence made everything worse.
Her fingers hovered for a second before typing a final, desperate message.
"Call me as soon as you read this message. I need help, please. It's about Casper."
She hit send.
