Early that Saturday morning, Catherine was still asleep, and Rome’s phone laid just an inch away from her. Suddenly it started vibrating on the blanket, and in between sleep and awake, Catherine swept her hand against the bed for a while before getting a hold of his phone. Then she opened her eyes and gazed at the name on the screen. “Rome, your dad is calling,” Catherine called out when she noticed that he wasn't in bed with her. After waiting for a while without getting a reply, she answered the call and said, “Good morning, Mr. Miller.” The other end of the line grew silent, and Catherine waited for about two minutes before saying, “Hello,” At that moment, the door opened, and Rome walked into the room. Then he gazed at her with calmness in his eyes, then at his phone, and asked, “Who's on the line?” “Your dad. But I think something is wrong with the network.” Catherine mumbled, feeling nervous as she withdrew th
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