You dialled his number, only for a deep, British voice to be heard. “Hello? Who is this?”

You sighed, the man you met at the club had given you a wrong number, of course he did.

You always got played, and it was enraging. You were a very sweet girl, once of the nicest, actually. Everything you got toyed with, it hurt your heart, even if you didn’t know the man at all.