“What could that woman possibly want?” Elisa asks, feeling her nerves grow inside her chest.

“I don't know,” Noah replies, never taking his eyes off his phone.

“You're not going to answer, are you?” she presses, worried about where that call might lead.

“What do you think?” he shoots back, looking at her with a mix of doubt and nervousness.

“I don't think you should,” Elisa says firmly. “Whatever she wants, it's not your problem anymore, Noah.”

He nods hesitantly and presses the button to decli