Emma's doubts lingered, but she pushed them aside, wanting to believe Jack's promise. They parted ways, with Jack insisting on walking her home.
As they strolled through the quiet streets, Emma felt a sense of comfort with Jack she couldn't explain. It was as if they'd known each other for years, not just hours.
But when they reached her doorstep, Jack's phone buzzed again. He hesitated, then answered, his voice low and urgent.
"I have to go," he said, turning to Emma. "But I'll see you tomorrow?"
Emma nodded, feeling a pang of uncertainty. Who was this person, and what hold did they have on Jack?
As she watched him disappear into the night, Emma's mind raced with questions. Was she just a distraction from Jack's complicated life, or was there something more?
The next day, Emma tried to focus on work, but her thoughts kept drifting back to Jack. She couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something.
Just as she was starting to doubt everything, Jack appeared at her office doorstep, a charming smile on his face.
"Hey," he said, walking in. "I wanted to explain..."
But before he could continue, Emma's phone rang. It was an unknown number, and a shiver ran down her spine as she answered.
"Emma, we need to talk about Jack," a mysterious voice said.