"Hello?" The voice coming from the other end of the phone was so familiar, hauntingly so. Clear, sweet, and with a fatal tension...
"Hello, Avery Jane." Tears welled up in Brian Yates's eyes, his eyes instantly reddening. Sometimes a hopeless love can drive someone to despair.
"Who are you? Are you the person in the photo?" Avery Jane's voice was small, but she was not afraid of Joshua Hughes knowing that he must have seen the photo. If there was a past, it couldn't be hidden from him, so she chose to clarify it, which was better than guessing blindly by herself.
"No, that person is my brother." Brian Yates said slowly. This might be the last time he hears Avery Jane's voice, the last time he talks to her. After this, it might become difficult for any of the Yates Family to come within a hundred meters of Avery Jane, let alone have a conversation.
