Accident
Meanwhile, back in Tiffany's unit, she was holding the phone. Her hands were shaking not with anxiety but anger towards Lincoln. It has been almost an hour since the man left her place and for some reason, even though she was mad, there was a worrisome feeling within her.
Hesitantly, she dialed his phone number. The phone kept on ringing, on and on, but no one picked up on the other line. She tried calling him a few more times and suddenly she can no longer reach him.
"That jerk," she scoffed and raised her hand in the air. She was more than ready to throw the phone on her bed when it started ringing.
She got startled at the sudden call. When she took a look at the caller id, she saw Lincoln's name displayed. Her eyebrows furrowed as she answered the call. She swears to the heavens, that if this man says things that shouldn't be said right at this moment, she will punch him herself during their next meeting.