Every step I took, the phone in my pocket would vibrate. It was a call.
Baffled, I fished my phone out, only to see that it was Camelia’s number.
I thought she’d forgotten all about modern devices.
With that thought in mind, I accepted the call and lifted the phone to my ears, about to ask her where she was. “Hello, Camelia…”
“May I know if you’re the family member of the owner of this phone?”
I swallowed at the words that had been on the tip of my tongue when I heard the unfamiliar male voice from the other end of the line. He sounded emotionless, but somehow, it made pangs of worry shoot down my body.
“Are you talking about Camelia?” I asked, bewildered. “What’s the matter with her?”
“Yes, it’s best that you come to Kingston Hospital. She’s at the top of the roof, about to jump at any time!”
My mind went blank for a good two minutes. When I came back to my senses, I darted toward the stairwell that the negotiator had headed toward earlier. “I’ll be there right away! Stop her!”
Fortunately, the rooftop was only two floors away. In less than two minutes, after I bypassed the police officers, I spotted Camelia as I stood behind the line.
She was at the edge of the rooftop, and her skirt was billowing in the morning wind. A pretty figure she was, nimble and seemingly light on her toes. If not for the dire situation, the sight of her would have been a beautiful picture.
It was how Marcus’ mother left.
Is she going to leave him this way too?
“Camelia!” My heart was thumping loudly against my ribcage. I did not know what to say to her. All I could think of was to force her to focus on the safer grounds.
When she heard my voice, she turned around and calmly said, “You’re here.”
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