Angel's Truth

Stephen paced across the room as Robert’s phone simply continued to ring. 

“Why the fuck isn’t he picking up!” Stephen shouted, frustrated at the fact that he couldn’t get a hold of his friend. 

“He might be asleep?” Andrew shrugged as he looked at the time.

It was already three in the morning. The event had ended at midnight and even if Robert had stayed to say goodbye to the guests, he would already be in bed by that time.

Stephen glared at Andrew, making the assistant shut up as he looked down at his hands. 

“I want you to go to Robert if he does not-”

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