Ghost of the Past

Lucky's POV I couldn't move. All I could do was stare at Rad's phone. My heart was beating so fast and my mind was in chaos. I wanted to confront him, but I couldn't move even a finger. I was too shocked and…confused. How? In mean…this is… My jaw almost dropped when he answered the call and put the phone on his ear. My eyes widened as I glanced at the screen of the phone in my hand. The call ended. I saw Rad talking to someone. I swallowed hard and tried to dial the number again but his phone didn't ring again. Blinking continuously, my mind was clouded with confusion and realization. Was I too desperate to catch this person that I suspected Rad? My ex-boss? I almost laugh at myself. Damn it, Lucky! Shaking my head, I started the engine and started driving. I don't know if I should be ashamed of myself or what. When I got home, my forehead creased after I heard Darya's cries. I immediately ran to the house, leaving the groceries I brought in the car. "What happened?" I asked nervously