Stella
As soon as I step out of the bathroom, I spot Sebastian standing by the leather couch in the shared family area with my phone in his hand. I raise an eyebrow, unsure as to why he is looking around as if he is guilty. Was it somebody important on the other end of the call?
I casually approach him and gently place my hand on his shoulder. Sebastian is quick to turn around, looking down at me with a small smile on his face. My phone remains in his possession, and I extend my hand out to take it back.
“Who was it?” I ask and turn on the phone, looking at the recent calls.
“It was nobody,” he casually says with a shrug, stepping behind me. He wraps his arms around my waist and leans down, his chin resting on my shoulder. “It was spam. I deleted and blocked the number for you
