Back at the house, Emma sat in her room, the faint ticking of the clock the only sound breaking the silence. It was past 9 PM, and Alex still wasn't home.
She had tried to dismiss her unease, telling herself that he had said he would be home late. But as the minutes ticked by, her worry grew and she couldn't help it.
Was he that busy?
Although she knew this kind of thing came with his job as the CEO, she still couldn't help it. For the past one month that he had taken the role, he had never been this late away. She mused as she headed to the living room to wait for him there.
Twenty minutes later, Emma paced back and forth in the dimly lit living room, her nerves fraying with every passing minute.
The clock on the mantle read 10:45 PM. Alex was never this late without checking in. She clutched her phone tightly in her hand, her thumb hovering over his number.
