Emma’s Point of View
The laughter bubbled up from deep within me, light and carefree as I watched the protagonist on-screen tumble into another hilarious predicament. Curled up on the couch, popcorn in hand, I savored this rare day off. The house was silent, save for the occasional rustling of leaves outside, and I relished the peace. Sara, our cook, had her day off too, leaving me alone to unwind.
But peace, as I should’ve expected, was fleeting.
The doorbell rang.
I frowned, glancing at the clock. Adrian wouldn’t be back until the next two hours, and I wasn’t expecting anyone. The bell chimed again, this time more impatiently. Annoyed, I paused the movie and stood up, muttering under my breath.
"Hold your horses, I’m coming!" I called, making my way to the door.
I opened it to a sm
