Chapter 17 Unending Thread Of Truth

• Zara intensively clutched the phone, as if it was the last thing holding her together, her fingers lightly trembling as the voice behind the call responded.
• “If it is not my long-lost ex-best friend, then how have you been, or even a hello? Just straight to the point, like it’s some interview.”
• Filled with guilt, Zara sighed. “My sincere apologies; I have been really busy, plus you know I needed so much alone time to figure out my shit and all.”