Diana was jolted awake by the shrill ring of her phone cutting through the stillness of the night. Disoriented, she glanced at the clock on her bedside table and frowned when she saw the time— 4:37 AM.
It was barely two hours since she slept. After her visit to Mia's place, she had driven back home ruminating on what Mia had said about ruining her life because of Henry.
It had taken a while for sleep to come because she kept thinking about all the things she wanted to do to Henry, but when it finally came, it had been filled with dreams of Henry's torment and her own sense of justice served.
Who could be calling so early in the morning? She mused, and her heart raced as she fumbled to grab her phone, her bleary eyes squinting at the screen.
The caller ID displayed a number she recognized all too well. It was her blackmailer turned partner in crime.
Immediately, she sat up and swiped to answer. "Hello," she breathed, her voice hushed and strained.