The voice cut across the recording from somewhere beyond its frame, feminine and carrying warmth.
"Darius, what are you doing now?"
Darius froze completely in the recording, his hands still extended where they'd been holding nothing except empty air.
His shoulders went rigid, his breathing stopping mid-inhale.
And inside the room, Damian's chest seized.
Thump thump thump
His heart started slamming against his ribs with force.
'That... that voice...'
The thought formed scattered and broken, barely coherent through the sudden chaos in his chest.
Tap Tap Tap
Footsteps rang across the recording, measured and approaching.
The voice continued, exasperation bleeding through despite the gentleness underneath.
"Seriously, what has gotten into you today?"
The steps grew closer, each one making Damian's breathing quicken.
"First, you disappear for hours with this so-called friend of yours, leaving me alone."
