Chapter 275

Wendy took the wet wipe from Zelda and wiped the blood off her arm with force. "I'm fine," she simply said. By the time she looked up again, the storm of emotions from earlier had completely vanished from her eyes. Zelda seemed like she wanted to say something, but Wendy spoke first. "Did you call me over just for this?" "What?" Zelda instinctively reached for her pockets. "I didn't call you. I don't even know where my phone is." Wendy frowned and held up her phone. "This is your number, right?" Zelda leaned in and nodded. "Yeah… that's mine. But I swear, I didn't call you. Maybe I butt-dialed you? I haven't even seen my phone all night. Try calling it." Wendy redialed the number, and as they walked into the living room, a low buzzing sound broke the silence. Zelda rushed over to the couch and dug through the cushions, pulling her phone out from the crack between them. "That's weird," she muttered. "I haven't even sat down today. How'd it end up here—and why would it call you?