For a long time, there was no response.

She tried giving Trevor a call but no one answered.

Perhaps he’d indulged a bit too much last night and was still sleeping.

Sabrina headed straight to Trevor’s room and knocked on his door, but met with silence.

Knocking again, she called out, “Trevor? You in there, Trevor?”

There was still no response inside.

as she considered hanging

rasp, as if he’d been rousted from

when an unexpected female shriek echoed through the

coming from the other end of the

disarray, Sabrina faintly discerned a woman’s voice.

clatter, as if the phone had

Sabrina’s forehead as she queried, “Trevor, where are you

there was

“Trevor? Talk to me.”

almost like he was on the edge

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