“I’m in a meeting, Skylar, can you-”“Ethan!” I said, my voice barely recognizable with fear and anxiety. “Ethan you need-”“Are you crying?” He asked, breathless himself. “What-”“Ethan, you need to come home right now!” I yelled into the phone. “Ethan, I don’t know. Someone broke into our house and he’s punching the door, he wants me-”“Skylar, calm down, I’m on my way. Please tell me you are fine.” He said.“Ethan, please hurry. I can’t- they are still here.”“Listen to me, where are you right now?”“I-I am in the gallery. They are in our room, I didn’t know-”“Right. Skylar, stay there. Don’t move an inch okay? I’m sending my men up right now, so don’t worry.”“Okay, but please hurry-”“I’m on my way. Just stay calm.” He said and cut the call.I stayed still in my place, just like Ethan asked me. The punching on the door stopped and I heard footsteps going away from me.Minutes later, the punching returned. But this time, I found myself feeling relieved. “Skylar, it’s me. Open the
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