Emma's POV
Returning to work felt like stepping onto shaky ground. After everything that had happened, I was still on edge.
My thoughts were muddled, and my body felt like it was running on autopilot. The events of the past few days had left me tense, scared, and more uncertain than ever.
The break-in at the house, the threats, and the way Jeff had acted, it all felt too much, he’d promised to protect us, but something in his eyes told me there was more he wasn’t saying.
And that unsettled me more than anything, I didn’t know who to turn to or what to believe.
Jeff’s reassurances, once my source of comfort, now felt like empty words, weighed down by the secrets I knew he was hiding.
Sitting at my desk, I tried to focus on the emails piling up in my inbox, the familiar click of my key
