What I Want

Alana paced back and forth in her room, her eyes constantly flicking to her phone, hoping for a call from Calvin. The silence from her phone was deafening. She had been so sure that Calvin would call and agree to her proposition, but her certainty was proving to be misplaced.

The clock on her wall ticked steadily towards midnight, each passing second heightening her frustration. She had been waiting for hours, her mind racing with thoughts of what could have gone wrong.

"Maybe he's just busy," she muttered to herself, trying to ease her anxiety. "Maybe something came up, and he'll call in the morning."

She glanced at her reflection in the mirror, noting the worry etched across her face. Her usually confident demeanor was overshadowed by the uncertainty of the situation. Alana had always been able to predict people's actions, but Calvin's silence was throwing her off balance.

Sighing deeply, she threw herself onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling. "Why w

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