Why had he done it? There was no obvious reason to do it, and there certainly was no pressure of any kind to do it.

But he did.

And he loved it. He hated himself for doing it, but he loved that he did it. All he had to do now was to deal with the consequences.

His phone started ringing, and he knew he had to answer it. He had to pick up. But he couldn’t. Not after this.