Kyle drove away, and he couldn't believe how peaceful his life had become. He noticed Ella was yet to respond to his messages despite reading them.
The fact that he didn't spend the night at home and she didn't reach out to see if he was okay was proof that she didn't spend the night there either.
Kyle knew she would need space and time to come to terms with what had happened, because even if it was 'wrong,' she did get excited by it.
That was a recipe for internal conflict, but Kyle didn't think too much of this.
The traffic today was something else—it was unlike anything he had seen in quite some time.
Kyle's phone buzzed shortly after, and it was from an unsaved number with an address.
Kyle wasn't expecting to meet anyone, nor did he have any meeting scheduled, so why did whoever sent this think he would jeopardise his safety and go to the address?
"This must be a prank…" Kyle muttered under his breath and put the phone back in his pocket.
