Chapter 187

• Martina's heart was racing, the adrenaline from the confrontation still coursing through her veins. She felt a cold sweat break out on her forehead as she rushed to her phone. With shaking hands, she dialed Ares' number, desperate to hear his voice.
• "Please pick up," she whispered to herself, holding the phone to her ear. But after several rings, the call went straight to voicemail. The line was switched off. Panic gripped her as she quickly tried Antonio's number, only to be met with the same result.
• "Dammit!" Martina yelled, throwing her phone onto the couch in frustration. She placed a hand on her chest, trying to calm her raging heart. She felt as though the walls were closing in on her, suffocating her under the weight of fear and uncertainty.