Chapter Sixty three

Leah's POV

The cold, hard ground presses against my knees as I huddle in a dim corner of the warehouse. The stolen phone I've managed to secret away is my only connection to the outside world, my lifeline in this web of darkness that Sandra has woven around me.

As the minutes stretch into an agonizing eternity, my fingers tremble as they punch in the numbers. The phone's screen casts a faint glow on my face, a glimmer of hope amidst the shadows that surround me. My heart hammers in my chest as the call connects. I try to be as low as possible not knowing where Sandra is or who she has left to watch over me.

My voice wavers, a mix of desperation and fear as I try to convey the urgency of my situation without alerting Sandra to my actions.

Every second feels like an eternity as I wait for him to answer, my desperation growing with each passing ring.

"Hello?" His voice cuts through the darkness like a lifeline.

"Xavier!" I breathe, relief flooding through me just at the sound of hi