The voice on the other end of the phone remained silent for a moment.
“Identify yourself,” the man repeated, slower this time.
David rolled his eyes and leaned casually against the counter.
“This is David Miller, Anna’s husband. Your daughter is being dramatic and—”
Before he could finish, I forced myself to speak through the pain.
“Dad… it’s Anna.”
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