Calmly, I asked the driver to take me to the airport.
Just then, my phone rang, and Jared’s name flashed on the screen.
I took out the new phone I had prepared, inserted my SIM card, and discarded the old one out the window.
The cars behind us crushed it.
I knew Jared had put a location tracker on my old phone. He’d always been able to find me easily—but not anymore.
I booked the earliest flight, even if it had a layover. I didn’t want to stay in this city for even one more second.
Finally breathing the air of a different place, I felt alive again.
Jared acted faster than I had anticipated. My phone was bombarded with messages as soon as I got off the plane.
All of them were from the same familiar number.
Before I could read through them, my phone rang.
“Have you gone mad, Vanessa?!
“Enough with your tantrum! How could you break your phone too?
“Where are you? I’m coming to get you right now.”
He didn’t curse or insult me, but I could hear the fury in his tone.
He continued reprimanding me for a while, but when I didn’t respond even once, his tone softened.
“Vanessa… I’m sorry.
“I should’ve taken better care of you. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have taken my anger out on you.
“Tell me where you are, hmm? I’ll come and get you right away. You’ve been asking for sweet and sour pork, right? I’ve already asked Regina to make it…”
At the mention of her name, I finally spoke, cutting him off.
“You won’t find me, Jared.”
