Chapter Seventy Two - Like mother like daughter

The sun had begun to set in the sky. Jason had ripped the pages off of the notebook that he and Amelia used to communicate and threw them away.

Now he and Amelia were lying in bed, pretending to be asleep, to wait and see if anyone would come for the phone. Both of them lay beside each other, their breaths slow and even.

Minutes passed like hours as they waited. Just as Jason was beginning to doubt if anyone would show up, he heard a knock on the door. Following the knock, he heard the soft creaking of the door. His heartbeat quickened, but he kept his breathing steady. Through his half-closed eyes, he saw the person enter the room. It was Hannah.

She tiptoed into the room, trembling slightly as she did. Her movements were clumsy, not like those of someone who was calculated. She reached the bookshelf where she had placed the phone, and in a quick motion, she snatched it, the phone nearly falling as she did.

She checked if her clumsiness had woken them up, but she found that their ey