The phone line crackled to life as she held her breath, "Hello?"
"Where are you?" Lysander's voice was icy, low and commanding.
Thalassa glanced nervously at Leopold. She was holding her breath as she carefully replied, "At home."
"I'm on my way." Lysander's rich baritone voice declared.
Before she could respond, he had ended the call.
Thalassa's heart pounded with anxiety. A taxi happened to pass by, and she hastily flagged it down. Without an extra word with Leopold, she instructed the driver to move.
She had to beat Lysander to her home, and to wear the necklace before he arrived.
Otherwise, Lysander would know she had lied.
Leopold watched the taxi retreat into the distance; his fists clenched and his eyes were filled with sorrow and longing.
He knew it was Lysander who had called her.
She literally lied to hide the fact that she was being with him.
Did she care so much about Lysander's feelings?
Thalassa, what do I do to be with you? He thought.
Thalassa's journey home was fraught with worry and impatience. Finally, the taxi pulled up to her building.
She sprang from the vehicle and dashed towards the door.
Upon reaching the door, she found it locked. She sighed with relief, fumbled for her keys, and unlocked it.
As the door opened, a chilling, oppressive sensation swept over her.
Thalassa felt her heart stop beating.
The room was dark; not a single light was on.
She reassured herself, not allowing her fear to get the best of her. Lysander didn't have her keys, so how could he possibly be inside?
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