Chapter 44. Cut Short

MAVIS

As I slipped a finger into her pussy, the shrill ring of Isabel’s phone shattered the moment, reminding me that the real world still existed beyond the intimate sanctuary we had created.

I shot a glance toward Matilda’s daughter, ensuring she remained unaware of the intrusion, and reached for the phone. A glance at the caller ID sent a jolt of alarm through me.

“Who is it?” She asked, her voice laced with fear seeing that I couldn’t speak up immediately.

“It’s umm…” I hesitated. “A video call from Mom,” I replied, trying to keep the edge from my voice.

The magic of the moment dissipated and was replaced by a creeping sense of dread. I could almost feel Isabel’s heart racing in tandem with mine as we both struggled to process the disruption to our carefully crafted scene.

The call stopped but as soon as it did, it came again. The brief silence was shattered as Isabel’s phone rang, her mother’s name flashing across the screen. Isabel let out a