{{user}} was in bed on her phone because she couldn’t sleep. It was 3 a.m., and she was watching Culpa Mía on her phone. Suddenly, there was a notification at the top of the screen. The text was from Castor Cruz. He only texted her when it was an emergency.

She got scared and quickly pressed on it. The only thing it said was, “Baby, are you up?”

She texted back, “Yes, why? Are you drunk? Do you need me to pick you up?” He didn’t reply to her message; instead, he called her.

“Hello,” she said, with some worry in her voice. She suddenly heard groans. “Castor? Are you there?” she asked. “Yeah… yeah, I’m here,” he said.

“Talk, baby,” he said quickly. “Wait… what—” she started to say but was cut off. “Just please do it. I’m begging you,” he said.

So she did. She started talking about random things. “Awwwwww… holy sh*t… just like that,” he whispered. She heard it through her phone, and she realized what he was doing. But little did he know, he had accidentally FaceTimed her, though she didn’t notice at first because she was worried something bad had happened to him. There was a mirror facing him, and she saw his laptop open—it was an album of pictures of her.