Chapter 11

"Where did you go? Why aren't you coming home?" was the first text Wren sent. "There's a limit to throwing tantrums. Answer your phone now!" he typed next. The messages were successfully delivered, which meant Clara did not block his number. Thus, it only confirmed Wren's thoughts earlier. He stared at the screen intensely, but there was no response. It was as if the two messages that were sent out were dropped into the ocean. Again, Wren's temper flared. He refused to believe Clara did not read his texts. After all, she had always cared about him and answered his texts instantly. There was no way she did not read his text. Wren could not tell which emotion he felt more—frustration or uneasiness. "If you don't come home tonight, you can forget about returning home forever!" he texted. Suddenly, he remembered Katrina did not come home, either. He was sure Clara would be fine with Katrina around. Feeling relieved, Wren tossed the phone aside and paid no attention to it. He swo