Chapter 131- You Made Your Bed
Tyler's POV
The line went dead the moment he finished counting.
"Three… two… one."
Bing.
I didn't even blink.
My heart was pounding, but I couldn't feel anything anymore. Just silence—loud, painful silence.
My mom stared at her phone like she was expecting it to start talking again. Like maybe, if she just stared hard enough, he'd call back and say it was a joke.
But it wasn't.
"Hello? Hello?! Please… pick up… please…" she kept saying over and over again like she could drag his voice back.
But no one was responding.
She dropped the phone and grabbed it again, dialed his number, only for it to go to voicemail. She tried again. And again. And again.
Still nothing.
Then she lost it.
She screamed and yanked her hair as if pulling it would rewind time.
She was pacing around the living room like she didn't know where she was anymore, muttering words that didn't even make sense.
