58. True beauty

Yohan couldn't help but stare at the name on the screen for a moment before the call ended.

The phone rang again, but he ignored it, abruptly canceling the call to maintain his peace of mind. Taking a deep breath, he gulped down a glass of whisky, fixating his gaze on the darkened screen of his mobile phone as if he were awaiting a call. For a while, the phone remained silent, but just as he reached for his cigarettes, a message notification appeared on his screen.

It was from Sara.

Intrigued, he opened the message and read her words, "I want to talk to you about something important. Please pick up my call."

The phone continued to ring, and against her better judgment, Yohan eventually picked up the call. His voice was heavy with the effects of alcohol.

"Why the hell are you calling me?" Yohan snapped, his words laced with hostility.

Sara took a deep breath, summoning her courage to speak. "Yohan, please, don't hang up. I need to talk to you."

His tone remained bitter and abrasive. "W