Ashlyn’s POV
Evan and I sat on the couch, tension thick in the air. Xavier was pacing back and forth, phone in hand, attempting to call someone. His seriousness and Emily’s dramatic exit earlier only added to my growing curiosity. Yet, he remained silent, his face an unreadable mask.
When my patience wore thin, I blurted, “Okay, enough of this. Can you please tell us what’s going on?”
Xavier barely glanced at me, muttering under his breath as he stared at his phone. “Why is his line still engaged? Who is he talking to?”
Frustration bubbled over, and I snapped, “Xavier!”
Evan reached out, gently patting my arm. “Calm down, Ashlyn. Have patience, he will surely tell us.”
Suddenly, Xavier’s phone buzzed, and he exclaimed, “Ah! Finally!”
To our surprise, he put the call on spe
