Chapter Seventy-Four Suspicion

I had been waiting to hear from Angela for days. Currently, I was calling Angela, but each attempt led to voicemail. Since the day she hung up the phone on her, she hasn't bothered calling her back or picking up my calls. Before Angela left, she'd been acting suspiciously. Each time I asked about the problem, Angela would divert the topic, displaying a noticeable snappiness. I felt genuine worry, understanding that Angela might be going through something personal and needing space. Despite this, I still sensed something wrong. Deep in thought, I missed the toaster's signal. In the morning, I opted for toast and tea, my mind filled with various possible scenarios involving Angela. My mind drifted to the fact that Angela had started acting that way when Anthony came. I brushed off the thought because I couldn't see any correlation between the two. They were two different things entirely. Lost in contemplation, I hurriedly turned off the toaster, silently expressing gratitude that it hadn