A week had passed since the incident, and Emily's avoidance became a fortress. She built walls to shut Robert out, refusing to even glance in his direction.
Robert's world was turned upside down, and he felt like he was walking on thin ice, unsure of how to bridge the gap between them. Emily's silence was a heavy weight that pressed upon Robert's chest, making it hard for him to breathe. He lost his appetite, and his thoughts became a jumbled mess.
On Wednesday evening, Emily lounged on the couch, phone in hand, when the doorbell pierced the air. She rose gracefully, already aware of the visitor on the other side.
As she swung open the door, Camilla enveloped her in a warm embrace, and Emily reciprocated with a squeeze of her own.
"Come on in," Emily invited, and Camilla glided into the living room, her presence filling the space. Emily followed close behind, shutting the door and joining Camilla on the couch, where they sank into the plush cushions.
