Chase

Vivian’s POV:

Stepping closer, I reached out and touched the window sill, casting a gaze downward that confirmed my suspicions. The height of the drop appeared manageable, and beyond the window lay a cluster of trees – an ideal escape route. My phone began to ring once more, interrupting my train of thought. I rummaged for my phone in my pockets, finally retrieving it and taking it in my hands. Before answering, I checked the caller’s ID, and Harper’s name popped up. Why is he calling now?